[ He sucks in and holds his next breath, lips pressed together in an effort to steady himself. An edge has just been crossed, an inevitable fall he has resisted for years -- to trust, to expose. It doesn't feel right -- no, it fills him with an almost nauseating trepidation -- but it doesn't feel wrong. Oh, she could be playing him. She could be the one to take advantage. She could do this or that, but damn it he wants to believe her.
Exhaling, Loki cautiously extends his palm to meet her, fingers trembling. ]
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Exhaling, Loki cautiously extends his palm to meet her, fingers trembling. ]
One would think.