One moment, Loki was vanishing in her grip. The next, it sunk in that she’d have her own serpent tale of Loki to tell—not that she would. She filed every little trick away in her mental catalogue and just for a moment, she could picture what life as a young Thor might have been like.
“Well.” She cleared her throat against the weight of his arm, nodding in a nonverbal yield, “You get your favor once you let me up.”
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Date: 2018-11-28 12:34 am (UTC)“Well.” She cleared her throat against the weight of his arm, nodding in a nonverbal yield, “You get your favor once you let me up.”