"It is very true," she admitted, the tease still present in her tone. "There is also the fact that off the rack never seems to quite fit your frame. Bespoke is the only way to go to get something that properly flatters it." A rare compliment from her, even with that teasing smile of hers, was something to be appreciated. She knew Loki would see it for what it was, even if she would rarely accept the ones he threw her way.

It wasn't that she didn't like them, it was that he threw them so often it became second-nature to deflect and wait for a moment of sincerity instead. Those moments made any compliment more appreciated.