"I, er, hadn't ever thought about that sort of thing," Alan replies, still a little thunderstruck. "Tentacles."

Because. Tentacles? Like an octopus? Like fucking an octopus? Is that enjoyable?

That snarky I suppose you already worked all that out stings, but he's been derailed enough that he can't hang onto his annoyance. He rubs a thumb over his mouth distractedly, frowning at Loki.

"Look -- I'm sorry. You did do me a favor, and I appreciate you're helping me. I don't mean to be ungrateful."