[ Two flavors of a sword does he see: to herself and to those who would attempt to use her for their own gain (see: himself). Unfortunately, Loki has never been one to aim for the easily or straightforwardly attainable. Such is the mild predicament before him now: take the offered food and maintain status quo or allow her to feed him in the hope that she might fall for the sacrifice of control, slight thought it may be.
With just a beat skipped, he leans forward to take a bite of the bruschetta. Crumbs fall into her palm.
This is a no-brainer. Even a subconscious acknowledgement of the gesture would be a win. ]
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With just a beat skipped, he leans forward to take a bite of the bruschetta. Crumbs fall into her palm.
This is a no-brainer. Even a subconscious acknowledgement of the gesture would be a win. ]