Well, to say St. John turned his gaze immediately as he was learning something very important regarding the god known as Loki, was that he simply still didn't particularly want to mess with said god. Also, he was more confused on his feelings regarding her? Him? It was all very weird and he just wanted to avoid losing his eyes.
"Whoa whoa whoa." John held his hands up in defense. "I'm not here to start peeping at you. You are probably the last person I want to see wearing nothing or minimal or whatever." He paused. "Well, Stark. I really don't want to see Stark naked..." He paused. "Thor.." Awkward pause. "Any of the Spider-Bros.." He trailed off trying to preoccupied his mind, considering he was equally uncomfortably less clothed than he wanted. "Um.. that weird guy with metal legs..."
He just wanted to leave.
"Do you got something I can cover up with..?" John asked almost glancing to talk at her, but kept his face well pointed away. "I mean, I don't want to walk of shame home, if it's avoidable.."