Date: 2021-01-27 10:07 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] coldsong
Dark Elves. Even more of a bizarre fairy tale in his childhood, Loki remembers, than Frost Giants. He's never considered it before, but now he spares a fleeting millisecond to be grateful he's Jotun and not one of Malekith's misbegotten kin.

...granted, that's entirely personal.

Some of his tension eases further when he sees the flicker of shock and grief in his counterpart's face. He was volatile at this time in his life. He was uncertain what to expect from this Loki. Scornful words about sentiment would not have shocked him, though he knows they would have been lies. Even more than that, though, the next response leaves him stunned.

He never just hugs people. At this point, he's more physically demonstrative than at any time in his life before, but his touches are limited to lovers, children, Thor, and possibly very close friends. That, and his alternate should be well aware that letting his guard down around any Loki is a great way to get stabbed. But here they are.

And for some reason it feels...healing. There's a pause, a space of a few heartbeats, and then he reaches back and completes the embrace.

This other Loki, he could have blamed him. Certainly Loki blames himself. Instead, he's able to offer compassion. Every time he meets an alternate he gets along with, he feels he's dodged a bullet, and more often than not his life is a little richer for the experience.

"I will give you whatever tools I can to prevent the same from happening in your world," he promises. "Thank you."
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