It's a good draw. Not as good as Clint, but, then, the bow's not made for Loki, and Loki's an asshole, so that all works out very nicely. A skinny asshole, at that.

He doesn't flinch. Of course, there's the possibility that there's a magic arrow there that's invisible, but fuck it, if he's going to die by his own bow, he'll do it without any little twitches of fear.

Now that touch -- that does make him flinch. And brings a heat to him that isn't entirely the light of the fire. Loki is as ethereal as ever, a presence and an absence at the same time, magic and flesh bound together. He gives Clint goosebumps, and those follow Loki's touch now, a visible indication of his reaction.

"Then as an adult, you copped out and went with the brainwash stick," says Clint. "I don't think it's an upgrade."