Loki waited for Deanna to begin walking before following soon after. It was easy to keep up with her, the crowded sidewalks making speed a tricky option. Falling in next to her, Loki alternated his gaze between Deanna and the way before them, ever so often giving the surrounding people, shops, and traffic a quick glance. Even when walking through the grand halls of Asgard’s palace the god often kept his head down, moving from point A to point B with as little contact as possible.<br/><br/>His question seemed to amuse her, he hadn’t been expecting her to admit the dependency had there been one.<br/><br/>“I see.” Loki mused, not knowing about energy drinks either. “Coffee doesn’t sound all that much better if you depend on it so.” He pointed out. As he had guessed it sounded a lot like Asgardian drinks of choose in that they weren’t good for one’s health, yet enjoyed without end.<br/><br/>“Another way to hasten one’s demise.” The god muttered, the stupidity of Midgardians ever apparent. “But I suppose everyone has their poison.”