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[ikols]

I don't die because I'm special, other people don't die because they're weirdoes. I heard on the grapevine Stark died when Captain Marvel shot him but his body was re-grown and his mind stored as an AI, then they shoved both pieces back together. Now that is cheating mortality.

[ SSSSLURP! ]

Mm, good noodleage.

[rehandle]

Every time you speak about your reality I'm a little more grateful for mine.

[ What the fuck... But fine. Sure. He's the very last person who can disbelieve weirdness. If anything, he makes a mental note to bring up the science with Stark if they ever have a long enough conversation to get even close to a point where talking about the mechanics of his digitally preserved consciousness is appropriate... ]

How's the apartment? Are you still here in the city?

[ A little snoop. Just because he was literally inside the apartment not so many days ago doesn't mean he knows where it is geographically speaking. ]

[ikols]

Yours needs more multiversal events, then you can complain with me and we will be wizened old fogies together.

[ Strolling in the sunshine and complaining together, comparing realities ... they are halfway there. ]

It's around. In case ... Peter needs me. The apartment is still in Central.

[rehandle]

[ Oh. There's something to that. Stephen cast him a glance over the noodles he's in the middle of lifting to his mouth. ]

Around.

[ He doesn't make it sound like he's spending much time there. ]

[ikols]

Around.

[ A mouthful of noodles is slurped up as Loki rolls his eyes, stabbing his carton. There's no point lying about this, he cares too much about the subject matter, so he gives Stephen a significant, world-weary look. ]

Would I be eating noodles at this time of day if I could be getting laid instead?

[rehandle]

[ Ah. Trouble in paradise. His expression slants, sympathetic. ]

Going that well, huh?

[ikols]

I don't think anything is wrong, [ stupid noodles, why can't he pick them up in his chopsticks, ] I'm still the sorcerer of incredible talent that he fell for, he delights in my spells as well as ... who I am.

... Magic isn't boring. It isn't, is it? To other people, obviously. We know it's great.

[rehandle]

No. Magic is not boring. [ He still remembers his first time, so that's at least a slightly informed opinion. ] I'm not sure how relevant that is to maintaining a relationship.

[ Politely sticks some noodles in his mouth so Loki can ignore that comment if he'd prefer. ]

[ikols]

Because Peter loves it, he used to delight in me being a magical wizard-like deity who could show him the world Aladdin-style. This whole world is very distracting though, it has only swelled with more colourful folk since my arrival.

[ He feels like he's becoming beige. His magic is eggshell white. ]

... Perhaps with there being three of me, I've become commonplace.

[rehandle]

[ The look on his face is exceptionally sceptical. ]

You're upset that you're not special.

[ikols]

I am special, that's the problem! I don't think he knows that anymore!

[rehandle]

[ Gods. ]

Have you tried sustaining something long-term with a mortal before?

[ikols]

[ The most surly, ]

No.

[rehandle]

It shows.

[ikols]

That is not my fault, mortals don't usually want anything longterm with people like us.

[rehandle]

No surprise. You're coming across like me pre-attitude adjustment.

[ikols]

Since when did your attitude get adjusted?

[rehandle]

[ K.O, so he'll just make his point. ]

You can't expect a partner to be perpetually amazed by you for the rest of time.

[ikols]

If I can hold the abilities of people I know but aren't dating in high regard I don't think it's too much to ask that my own brilliance is recognised. Occasionally.

[rehandle]

Occasionally, sure. [ Loki may have said nothing's wrong, but... ] What exactly is the problem?

[ikols]

... I think he has outgrown me.

[rehandle]

Why?

[ikols]

I don't know, [ gods, stephen!! ] if I knew that I would change to suit the problem so it never mattered again!

[rehandle]

No, not - [ Hang on. ] That's not a good solution.

What makes you think he's outgrown you?

[ikols]

I don't see him as often. When we got together I would leave the window open for him to swing in whenever he was done patrolling, now it lets in little more than a breeze so I ... texted him that I had closed it.

[ NOODLES. ]