Cricket looks more than a little misty-eyed, but from the way he smiles, he must have recovered from the shock quite quickly. He kisses Loki on the cheek a couple times, then gently moves the sword out from between them, setting it behind him on the blanket.

"Does anyone but me know how sweet you can be?" If it were possible, there would be little cartoon hearts in Cricket's pupils right about now. But that's a rhetorical question.

"Revenge propose," he repeats, and laughs. Oh, that definitely sounds like a challenge, and he's up to it.

"That's really what this is, then," he says more softly. "You really just asked me to marry you. Geezus, Loki. I thought about it a lot, but I wasn't even sure how to bring it up."

He reaches across them to run his fingers through Loki's hair.