[The unknown word wasn't important--just a small curse word in Asgardian. It likely had no proper translation hence it wasn't translating at all. Loki was also trying to stay in the right mindset.]

No, that makes too much sense and we don't know that the potions don't have, say, love as a side effect to the other ones. Really, we need to learn more about them as well.

[With a sigh.]

Add it to the list I suppose. But I do see what you're tracing. Which means what steps now. Perhaps a big show of temper since his tricks didn't work--something that makes his anger clear, but able to be dealt with and is ultimately 'merciful' to put us in good moods or get our guards down. How many times will he try subtle things, before going on to more obvious but bigger things. If he can...

[There were too many variables still and Loki didn't like it. Shifting slightly out of the water, he held up his hands and made a twisting gesture with a spark of green. A familiar notebook, and a pen, were placed carefully on the edge out of the water.]

You did not see this. It was a trick of the light. Me performing sleight of hand, to impress you, my dear paramour.

[Because he was writing this down before he forgot.]