"You're not wrong with that assessment." Puck answered against her skin, feeling as some of the smaller knots in his hair were being finger combed out. He trusted Loki enough to know that she wasn't about to find cold iron, but Puck also hadn't been expecting what she ended up doing.

There was a sharp inhale as Puck forced himself not to pull away in shock. He let his eyes close for a second and laughed. "That is ruthless!" he replied, feeling his cheeks starting to grow slightly warm. "But I'm not mad at it." Not at all, actually.