"Oh?" Now he's intrigued. Harley is perceptive, and it's possible the unpleasantness of the situation has led her to harsh conclusions, but it's equally possible she's correct.
Loki's head bobs and weaves, watery-pale winter light glinting off the scales, and then he twines around her shoulders in a kind of hug. At this size, he'd be too heavy for a normal human to lift, and so he only rests a few feet of himself against her, but as strong as she is, maybe she could carry him nonetheless.
But there's no need to right now. "Who, dare I ask, do you think has made a deal?"
He leans into the kiss a bit, eyes closing, and for a moment he has a wild urge to tell her he loves her. That they may not be compatible to be in love, after all this, but emotions and situations simply do not always line up, and that does not make the feelings less valid. But this is a terrible time to be fraught with emotion, and so he murmurs, instead, "I do, too, and I am grateful. My dearest."
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Loki's head bobs and weaves, watery-pale winter light glinting off the scales, and then he twines around her shoulders in a kind of hug. At this size, he'd be too heavy for a normal human to lift, and so he only rests a few feet of himself against her, but as strong as she is, maybe she could carry him nonetheless.
But there's no need to right now. "Who, dare I ask, do you think has made a deal?"
He leans into the kiss a bit, eyes closing, and for a moment he has a wild urge to tell her he loves her. That they may not be compatible to be in love, after all this, but emotions and situations simply do not always line up, and that does not make the feelings less valid. But this is a terrible time to be fraught with emotion, and so he murmurs, instead, "I do, too, and I am grateful. My dearest."