He chuckled at the Canada part. No, he had no true intentions of going north, in spite of the promise of more of this glorious snow.
There were glorious things here, too.
He tightened his fingers around hers and smiled lopsidedly. "Oh no, Lydia Martin. I must be on my toes at all times, when it comes to you." Before she could say anything, he stole yet another kiss. Yes, his lips still vibrated with nervous tension, but Loki was quite determined to subdue these anxieties with practice, and lots of it.