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"Oh Hel," is what he says to himself as he runs. Not much later, there's a number of text messages sent out. He's become good at typing and running.

He was out of time.

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TO: Kate, Billy, Scott, Homura
FROM: Loki

It may be for the best if you don't let him know that you're affiliated with me. He may not like it, and he doesn't take well to things he doesn't like.

TO: Aradia
FROM: Loki

You spoke briefly of your powers that control the stream of Time. Tell me of them. In summary. A very concise summary.

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No, I don't think so.

[She sounds rather firm about that, rather sure. But then, how many thousands of other selves has she had?]

But please continue.

What else do you want to know?

[What do you want from me?]

It's why I'm here now. We are both Loki, and I feel like the world is far too small for two of us when it comes to his opinion. Though the world is much to small for many things, if we are to speak of that.

You should assume I heard the whole conversation, and explain anything that illuminates that.

[But she takes pity on him, and her telekinesis releases him- and after a moment one of her hands finds his shoulder and squeezes encouragingly.]

I know it's hard. I just want to make sure I understand everything that's important.

[he slumps down in his chair again, he never much cared about hurt pride as his counter-part had, but it did smart a little. she had bested him in a few ways, and suddenly it occurs to him what her intention was.]

You're very set on this.

I am. And I have all the time I could ever need to wait.

[She squeezes again; she can't hug him, can she? Nor pap him, softly, it wouldn't be polite or appropriate.]

Then I will admit that I don't wish to speak of it.

[his words are simple, honest. he had it him when he wasn't lying for self-preservation, he was being painfully truthful.]

[ 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. ]

It's hard to tell what he knows. There was something different that I couldn't place.

[it was much better in this place without him, that's all he could say. the person he was ... well, for thousands of years he was the picture of "what not to do" on the tongue of everyone who retold the myths of the gods.]

I could not tell you what, Aradia.

[the affection is a little odd, but not unpleasant. he hadn't had a confident since he had forced Hela to throw Leah into the past. and he knew ... he knew that she would never forgive him for that, no matter what his reasons were for it.]

I believe you.

[ Her hug doesn't last long; already it feels too awkward to continue pressed like that, physically and emotionally. Unwelcome, probably, given that she'd just pulled his strings as best as she couldn't and hadn't even been subtle about it. ]

It will be ok, Loki. Thank you for telling me.

[would it be all right?

he was still wondering if he had somehow made things worse. he usually did, somehow.]

You're very convincing.

I am also always right.

[That's not even a boast! The evidence usually suggests that one way or another, she can make everything go the way it ought, and in the end she's never wrong about which way that should be.]

That is quite the statement.

[he replies, slumped in his seat half leaning against her.]

But an entirely truthful one.

[ She lets him lean there, patting his shoulder soothingly every so often. Pretty soon she should get off, before this gets too awkward, but not if he's not- ok, just yet. ]

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