Loki smiled brightly and pulled two knives from over there. “You surmise correctly.” He wasn’t a ‘real’ warrior, but he had enough skill to get by, and even that much required practice. Which had been in short supply, as only Thor was easily available as a sparring partner, and they gained nothing fighting each other. They were too different. A Valkyrie who favored knives, though... she’d force him to improve. And knives were just fun. “I’m happy to try and keep the rust off.”