It wasn't that Sniper felt the need for secrecy on their immediate goals. They didn't think a god of chaos was going to have much issue with prostitution and they didn't have any reason to drop off the map as far as the other kidnapees were concerned—Quite the opposite. They just had an intuition it'd be more fun to keep Loki guessing, for Loki in particular.

Their smile is guileless, like they didn't just deliberately misinterpret Loki's previous question. Another couple sips of alcohol, and Sniper re-adjusting to tuck their ankles under their calves. A more comfortable position that puts their knee against Loki's arm.

"Do you know what the pentathlon is? The Olympics?"