"Oh, Thor." Loki approaches with a knowing look, but not a smug one. He has a pretty good guess what's unfolding here, and while he approves and dearly wants to see it work out, he's not actually sure what advice to offer. "I'm not very good with feelings."
Nevertheless, he wanders thoughtfully closer and claps his brother reassuringly on the back. At which point, Thor might notice the small reusable grocery bag in one hand. Loki gently places the handle thereof into Thor's palm and gives him the most affectionate of brotherly smiles while closing his fingers over it and patting his knuckles.
"The children took our last harvest and made several pounds of highly questionable zucchini bread. It's your problem now."
Yeah, that was probably the whole reason he approached. Nevertheless! He sits next to him and crosses his ankles. "I'm such a tangle myself I'm afraid anything I tell you about love might be suspect. It sneaks up on you, as far as I can tell. No--you chase it and chase it until you're exhausted and then it sneaks up on you after you've given up."
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Nevertheless, he wanders thoughtfully closer and claps his brother reassuringly on the back. At which point, Thor might notice the small reusable grocery bag in one hand. Loki gently places the handle thereof into Thor's palm and gives him the most affectionate of brotherly smiles while closing his fingers over it and patting his knuckles.
"The children took our last harvest and made several pounds of highly questionable zucchini bread. It's your problem now."
Yeah, that was probably the whole reason he approached. Nevertheless! He sits next to him and crosses his ankles. "I'm such a tangle myself I'm afraid anything I tell you about love might be suspect. It sneaks up on you, as far as I can tell. No--you chase it and chase it until you're exhausted and then it sneaks up on you after you've given up."