[ She meets his gaze. And in his eyes, she sees many faces— the faces of every iteration of Loki she has ever met. The Loki who is her brother. The Loki who is her sister. The spirit of a departed Loki who was sent to her in her time of need. The young Loki who taught her about video games and viral internet posts. The Loki who employs her, and drags her along to his lavish galas. The stories of the many Lokis she has never met, but hears tales of all the same.
She loves them all, in different ways. But she loves this Loki the most. He is her Loki. They have shared time together that none of the other Lokis can lay claim to. She hopes they will continue to share that time for much, much longer.
But even if they don't, she will remember the time they did share fondly. ]
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She loves them all, in different ways. But she loves this Loki the most. He is her Loki. They have shared time together that none of the other Lokis can lay claim to. She hopes they will continue to share that time for much, much longer.
But even if they don't, she will remember the time they did share fondly. ]
Yes. No matter how.
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[ SWIPING AT IT. ]
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No, I was simply musing on the fact that your head is much too large for your body.
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That is Thor-levels of cruel, I'm wounded.
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[ So gracious of her! As if anyone's head could be as big as Thor's. ]
Soooo ... I have told you of my Tim.
[ Go on about your mystery woman, if it please you. ]
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[ If Loki wants any more than that, it will have to cost him. ]
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Do you wish to speak of yourself or would you rather I didn't barter you for it? I don't want to peel the details out of you like arrow-shafts.