“a little bit.” Loki admitted with a grin before chuckling a little at Steph’s amusement of Tony being… well, Tony. “i’m pregnant, not invalid.” Loki stated dryly. “I can help make a bed.” she huffed, winking at Steph as she helped tuck the corners and smooth the sheets, snapping her fingers at the dirty ones to at least clean up the physical evidence. They still needed to be washed, but at least there wasn’t cum all over them now. “there, that’s much better.” Loki decided happily as she headed for the door. “i’ll be right back. I want to make a fresh pot of tea. I’ll bring you both something up as well, what would you like? Beer? Whiskey?” Loki asked as she got dressed in her normal clothes, the green tingle of magic rendering them perfectly fit for her breasts. “and before you start panicking, no I’m not using up any magic, I have plenty now. Thank you. I’m over my cold and the babies aren’t sucking up as much as they where a day or three ago, and yes that’s normal.” she smiled at him, making sure he understood she wasn’t annoyed, just reassuring him.