A giddy shudder ran up her body (helped especially by the mention of a switch and copious drink) and Valkyrie pressed back hard against Loki as her imagination stirred.

"Call me perverse, but I'm fully prepared to assert myself to this god-forsaken universe. On both our terms." She nudged him with her elbow inquisitively, though she had a hard time imagining Loki wouldn't enjoy running amok for a day. Or a week.