Diana responded to Loki's soft kiss by raising her own hand to his cheek, stroking her thumb along his cheekbone. He really did have bone structure that had to be admired and even envied in some cases. A soft smile, that had just small hints of a tease hidden in it, appeared.

"I think I can handle whatever you will dare." She stepped back and laughed herself, nodding to his suggestion. "Yes, we will put your suits safely in the car, we cannot allow them to be harmed, after all." He was so particular, and could mourn even the slightest stain like it was some grave injury. It was rather adorable, really, even if she couldn't tell him that because it was likely not a good idea to encourage the over-the-top behaviour in regards to clothing.

She took his arm. "We shall go get our dinner. I am quite ravenous myself." She softened at his serious look. "You are not the monster you seem to think yourself at times, Loki Friggasson," she said, "and while you do have much to repay... you are one who I will defend."