“What better option have you?” Loki watched the dagger for a moment, then looked away. Thor, at least, understood. That was good enough, but, “Try to make Stark understand. Or at least impress on him the need to keep the mockery out of my hearing.”

It was, after all, an ancient knife, and Stark seemed the type to be staggeringly unimpressed by anything not advanced tech. Something like Gosh, I always wanted a letter opener thirty times older than me would be the least of it.