If two very prideful men could bend, then so could she. It wasn't easy, but she scooted her chair back underneath the table. She closed her eyes and willed slow breathing in, and then a slow breath out. The frost lines in the window behind them began to 'thaw', soon followed by her glass. "You know, it's only polite to let the pregnant one in the room be the moody one." She teased gently.
Scarlet opened her eyes and leaned across the table to get Loki's attention. "I wasn't poking fun. I just see the way you look at her, and the way she looks at you. It just looks like something that has always been there, that's all." She gave Blank's hand a light squeeze.