[ Poor Loki. She sits there, silent and watchful, wondering if it's safe to leave it just at that? It should be, shouldn't it, but then she doesn't know, either. It all comes down to whether or not she trusts him enough to believe they can leave it there. ]
Does he know he's going to become you?
[ Her arms wrap carefully around his neck, in a very awkward hug, too short to properly pull him to his shoulder and not short enough to fit up against his without horns getting in the way. ]
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Does he know he's going to become you?
[ Her arms wrap carefully around his neck, in a very awkward hug, too short to properly pull him to his shoulder and not short enough to fit up against his without horns getting in the way. ]