She put her hand up to close her jaw. “Because one of them isn’t bad enough? Oh god. We definitely need to leave, before they just destroy everything. I’d rather face execs than more than one of Loki.”
“I don’t actually have any big meetings until next week,” he pointed out. “So you’ll have to stockpile your beanie babies until then.” He shrugged. “And Raven’s kid isn’t that bad. Bit like the hyperactive, accident-prone niece I never wanted.”
Summer made an unhappy sulky noise. “Fine. I demand cuddles, then, since I can’t go abuse people with adorable beanbags. Proper cuddles.”