[ With a sudden prick of irritation, he wonders if she would draw so close if she knew anything worthwhile about the jotuns. If she'd still want to stay. Perhaps she hasn't gotten that far into their chapters yet.
When she draws his attention to the stall, he merely arches his brow in faint distaste of the rowdy children, but allows himself to be ushered closer. It doesn't matter that he used to be quite rowdy himself -- though Thor outshone him there, too. ]
You really ought to get out more. [ The handpies are just one of several culinary highlights strewn along the market stalls -- though he's one to talk, not having indulged himself for... years, now that he thinks about it.
There's a distant sort of discontent in that realization. ]
Gunnar, Astrid!
[ The children may or may not be Gunnar and Astrid from the way they completely disregard the woman who sharply called their names. Loki leans his head in toward Wanda, whispering, ] Looks like they've just about driven her to wits' end.
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When she draws his attention to the stall, he merely arches his brow in faint distaste of the rowdy children, but allows himself to be ushered closer. It doesn't matter that he used to be quite rowdy himself -- though Thor outshone him there, too. ]
You really ought to get out more. [ The handpies are just one of several culinary highlights strewn along the market stalls -- though he's one to talk, not having indulged himself for... years, now that he thinks about it.
There's a distant sort of discontent in that realization. ]
Gunnar, Astrid!
[ The children may or may not be Gunnar and Astrid from the way they completely disregard the woman who sharply called their names. Loki leans his head in toward Wanda, whispering, ] Looks like they've just about driven her to wits' end.