Loki, who had set the paperweight back to it's original place with a sigh and a shake of his head, sat back down upon reopening the book he had been reading. He was annoyed by the very presence of his brother and he already regretted the decision of not looking the door before starting his lecture in the first place. The god didn't want to see Thor, he wanted to be alone. "Definately not." He retorted. As if he would give away his abilities and his progress. Of course he hated to be constantly underestimated, but it was useful in battle. Especially when it came to betrayal.<br/>"And I refuse kindly, thank you." The trickster smiled softly at the naivety of his brother. Why would he go with him and watch him drink when he could just sit here in silence and practice? It would hurt him to hear all of those praises about Thor. So he'd rather burn himself than actually go with Thor and watch him be cheerished.