"Not worried it's poisoned." It's a fine distinction to make. She knows Loki isn't safe. She'll be shocked if this encounter isn't a trap, at least on some level. But she doesn't think that the danger is anything as straightforward as drugs or poison.

That would end the game too quickly.

She extends one hand and draws the goblet toward her by its base. She's not ready to take it, not yet, but she's claimed it. Her fingers play idly across the stem.

"You really turned out for someone expecting to get stood up. That's quite a suit."