She does. It's the same way she chose him. When they're a little more sure of things between them his fondness for Maya won't hurt any more than her fondness for Loki.

Well, that's a kiss, and she likes it of course. But it's not quite what she was looking for. They're inside. The door is shut. The slippers are on. How much more inside does this man need?

Wait. That's a really good question. "Um... the living room? Unless you're really nervous about getting caught, then we should sit in my bedroom. Naugus never bothers me when I'm in there."

They are so pathetic.