That reflexive, automatic sort of denial? As if Loki couldn't adore his alternate dimensional brother more, that would certainly do it. Something almost awkward in the faint flush and soft sort of smile that crossed his face before he settled on something more amused, a blink and you miss it sort of honesty in the moment. "Aye, but where I came from there were many who had reason to suspect otherwise. This was a wonderful way to subvert the expectations. And aside from that it meant I could have delicious food on demand! Luckily no one here has decided to try and apply that label so far."

Thori of course was unaware of the conversation, much more interested in the pets and ear scratches that Thor was offering, planting his muzzle under Thor's palm short tail wagging madly. "Nope! These are for me and those I deign to share with. Like you, if this isn't too brief a drop-in."

A bit of hopeful bribery? Surely not.