Not a stalker

[st_ratagem]

It wasn't the most subtle thing in the world, but it probably also wasn't the least subtle. (Probably._ Just, since Loki's trip into his own future (Thor's past), the god of mischief just tended to be around, wherever Thor happened to be. He didn't obviously follow. He didn't always speak. Often he didn't even acknowledge Thor's presence.

But, as much as possible, he was around. Even in Thor's room, on and off, albeit as a kitten keeping Stark company and creating tiny claw marks on the man's hands. (He insisted on wiggling fingers! He deserved what he got!)

There were, of course, times when it was impossible to be subtle. Such as this time, when Thor was working in the garden and Loki had opted to take up space on a nearby bench and read, occasionally glancing up to make sure Thor was still there.

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[st_ratagem]

“Good for you?” Loki had, in fact, hopped down from the fallen tree and followed. As Thor had expected, clearly. “Don’t let me interrupt.”

[st_ormbreaker]

"If I wanted entertainment, I'd have it," he says. He stops in his tracks and turns to face his brother. "I'd rather know what's going on with you."

[st_ratagem]

“Nothing you can help with.” Loki stopped short, crossing his arms, mostly to keep from picking at his own hands, a nervous tic that was more long-standing and thus obvious than he’d like.

Since Thor was capable of just walking until the border caught them and dropped them back at the Inn, he added, “I had a visit from a ghost. It was... bad. That’s all.”

[st_ormbreaker]

Thor has the remarkable ability to go from playful to serious in an instant.

It happens again now.

"Who was it?"

[st_ratagem]

“Frigga, actually.” That part had been almost-unambiguously pleasant. It was everything else that wasn’t.

[st_ormbreaker]

"Mother?" Thor had been expecting something like Odin. He can't imagine being with mother would be an unpleasant experience, least of all for Loki.

[st_ratagem]

“That’s what I said, yes.” Even serious, Thor wasn’t a dead-eyed wreck. So this was fine.

[st_ormbreaker]

"What's so bad about seeing mother? I would be happy to see her." Thor can't help but feel a tinge of jealousy that their mother appeared to Loki, but not to him. Right now, he wanted to see her more than anything.

[st_ratagem]

Loki shrugged, as if that was an answer. Time with his mother had been worth the price, even if missing her and grieving her all over again wasn’t exactly helping the rest of it. “I didn’t say that was the bad part.”

[st_ormbreaker]

Thor takes a few steps closer to his brother, but doesn't quite close the gap between them.

"What was the bad part?"

[st_ratagem]

‘Not important’ wouldn’t be an acceptable answer, and neither would ‘none if you business’. If either of those were true, he wouldn’t be stalking and lurking. And yet.. there was nothing Thor could actually do, nothing (almost nothing) he didn’t already know. And the things he didn’t know, the things Loki was thinking about, weren’t things he’d actually be willing to have a conversation about.

He’d go dead, or make demands, or both. “I don’t think that’s a conversation I can have with you.”

[st_ormbreaker]

"Why not?"

[st_ratagem]

“Because I don’t think you’re actually capable of having it with me. You’d stop listening about ten seconds in and start trying to issue orders, or to convince me of whatever, or otherwise crawl up your own ass such that I have to try and caretake you, which I am intensely bad at, and all when I’m already not exactly doing great.” It was a balder answer than he’d have usually given, but there didn’t seem to be any better options.

[st_ormbreaker]

Thor has to bite back the urge to huff at Loki's answer. Instead of saying anything to convince his brother otherwise, he just says:

"Alright."

He turns back towards the path and keeps on moving. He glanced behind his shoulder to make sure Loki is still following, same as when they were children.

[st_ratagem]

He was, of course, though measurably more tense and watchful than before, and he didn’t uncross his arms. It was a little surprising that Thor dropped the topic so readily. Whether he actually agreed with the premise or just wasn’t interested in pushed no was unclear, but it didn’t matter that much. He hadn’t told Loki to stop following him yet.

[st_ormbreaker]

"Promise me you'll talk to someone about it."

The grass crunches audibly beneath his feet as Thor turns off-path. He had been working on cutting a shortcut through this section of the wood, but he hasn't tread it nearly enough times for it to be a proper path to anywhere.

[st_ratagem]

“I have no one.” Stark or Valkyrie, either one, would just report to Thor. Most of the others with anything like context were children or relative unknowns Loki trusted even less than he did his brother or his... whatever Valkyrie actually was. Bo was maybe a maybe, but she lacked context and that wasn’t really how their relationship worked. “So I’ll deal with my own problems.”

[st_ormbreaker]

"You don't have anyone?"

Thor has a hard time believing that -- in part because his brother thought he had no one when they were younger. Sure, the Warriors Three and Sif were more his friends than they were Loki's, but even if Loki thought he didn't have anybody, he always had Thor.

Except... Thor wasn't exactly someone he could talk to for whatever reason.

"I suggest you find someone," Thor says, and he goes back to plowing right ahead, just like he always does. "You don't exactly have a history of handling your own problems well."

[st_ratagem]

"I'm aware of that." Who would be more aware than Loki of exactly how badly he'd handled problems? But he'd learned, a little, and was doing better with this one already. He thought so, anyway. He wasn't the one under room arrest for whatever reason. He hadn't so much as raised his voice, let alone lashed out. "But I'm all I've got, so we'd both best hope I've learned."

[st_ormbreaker]

"What if I promised to listen for more than ten seconds?" Thor asks.

That had been part of the problem, hadn't it?

[st_ratagem]

"You'd probably have to last longer than eleven seconds, as well." Eleven seconds was longer than ten, and Loki wouldn't put it past his brother to just count down from ten and then consider himself free to overbear. But it wasn't a no.

[st_ormbreaker]

"Who's been knocking on your door ever since you asked them to?"

[st_ratagem]

"That's different." No less surprising, but... different. Thor wasn't as emotional about the concept of respecting a door. "And I seem to recall having to put a knife to your throat to get you to accept the concept of privacy in the first place."

[st_ormbreaker]

"If you wanted to hold a knife to me now, I'd allow it," he says. He can make out the entrance to the inn on the far end of the horizon now.

Thor stops and turns to face Loki.

"If there's ever something troubling you, I want to know about it."

[st_ratagem]

"You're going to regret saying that." Almost certainly, and fairly soon. "Mother took me to see your Statesman. By way of a brief stop in what I think is your future."