He laughed at her unintended pun. It slowly ebbed away as a soft chuckle. Now, he would not flirt. Even for Loki there was too much history for it. But that did not mean he could not give encouragement through casual conversation.
His face twisted in playful doubt, lips stretching. "If you think that is going to take your mind off of me..." When he looked at her again, his face was pure innocent. Except for his eyes who danced with mirth and devilish intent. He was a frost giant after all... hot showers could remind you of the embrace of a mortal or one of the Aesir, cold ones, well, there was a reason they had never worked for him.