[ Laughing, Chris wipes the blob of potato mash off his sleeve from where it landed and pushes out from his seat, moving around Loki — pausing absently to run his (clean) fingers through his hair to push it out of the way so he can bend down and brush a kiss to Loki's forehead — so that he can get a bottle of wine from the refrigerator and collect some glasses for them both. ]
I've seen a lot of horses in my life. I'm sure I can imagine it.
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I've seen a lot of horses in my life. I'm sure I can imagine it.