[ The very fact that it prompts an oath, that it makes Loki shift to reach for her, tells her the new little thought was right: this is a broken thing.
It calms her to think she might be wrong.
Alexandrie inches herself closer until the space between their faces is just enough to allow for their new handhold between them. ]
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It calms her to think she might be wrong.
Alexandrie inches herself closer until the space between their faces is just enough to allow for their new handhold between them. ]
I ruin things too, when I am afraid.
[ A tiny smile, a kiss for his hand in hers. ]
I promise I shall speak to you instead.