Loki sighed and thought for a moment while he finished eating. There wasn't much going on for him at the moment, so he theoretically had the time. But a lot of things could happen.
"That is not something I can promise," the god said slowly, sliding off of the counter and starting to wash his plate. "I may be called away at any moment. Though... I suppose I could teach you the basics."
Isolde jumped and ran at Loki, wrapping her arms around his waist and giving him a squeeze. "Thankyouthankyouthankyou." Isolde breathed as she squeezed again. Then she realized that what she was doing was highly awkward. She stepped back and cleared her throat.
"Uhm. Sorry about that." She chuckled nervously. Then Isolde ran her hand through her hair. "I'll just finish up eating and uh. Yeah. Sorry." Isolde moved back towards her plate, and tried to hide her face so that Loki couldn't see the slight flush travel across her cheeks.














