Liesmith, Silver-tongued

Of course he was damaged - hadn't word gotten out, the truth of what he was; the lie lurking in the house of Odin? Or was it still a secret, still a source of shame that the Allfather had taken a frost giant into his home? Either way, he was certain she must know by now - whether it was common knowledge at this point or still a secret within the royal family, Sigyn was certainly involved enough to know the truth of things.

I had to,, he wanted to tell her - he had very little choice in his escape from the Chitauri, and his return in chains had been his first time back in Asgard since the unfortunate incident with the Bifrost. His trick against the Chitauri was risky enough, without trying to involve anyone else or trying to get messages out. They'd been in his mind; it had been all he could do to keep his intentions from their notice, let alone trying anything more complex.

Loki made a soft noise in his throat, just a quiet hum. He gently tugged his arm loose from her grasp and raised it, offering the spot against his chest as best as he could - assuming she ducked his chains to get there.