Loki did not usually hear voices from the hallway outside- he thought it was because the room was soundproofed, but it was becoming quite clear that it was just, generally, very quiet outside his little cell.
The voices were talking heatedly, a couple of them vaguely familiar, and Loki actually stumbled over to the door with his head cocked to one side, listening intently.
“-bringing in an unknown element like Doctor Rinehart, Wraith,” a voice said calmly, and it clicked in Loki’s brain. Coulson the Mild. Loki bit his lip with the barest ghost of a chuckle as Coulson continued, “No offense, Doctor, but we already compiled a list of psychiatric professionals for Colonel Wraith to choose from, it will be weeks before the background check clears-”
“I’ve performed my own checks on him, Coulson,” a growling voice that sent an excited shiver down Loki’s spine. It was interesting to note, as he glanced down, that he apparently still had a libido in there somewhere. “Odinson’s care has been placed in my hands so that you or Fury wouldn’t have to micromanage things, so if you don’t mind, Rinehart’s going in there to meet his patient now-”