Valkyrie angled her body perpendicular to Loki's but kept it nice and close--trapping his arm in return in the grip of her elbow and locking it straight.

"Look at you, giving me ideas." She purred, unfazed by their little stalemate. Their limbs were tangled, though hers weren't tense. Sloppiness was the friend of excessive tension. "If you'd said so sooner, I'd have saved some of that candle for you."