[ As she waits to answer Loki tries to quiet his mind's unruly gathering of thoughts. That she will tell him how he might ruin things and in that list, he will find something he knows will come to pass, knows himself capable of. Or she'll promise that he hasn't, yet, and perhaps that means
Alexandrie doesn't give him a list; instead, she tells him something his mind states is frankly impossible. But if he's believed her thus far doesn't that mean he has to believe her now?
Loki thinks to raise his head, to look her in the eye and see if... if what? She's lying? Instead, he sighs, closing his eyes and feeling her fingers with his. Her breath on his hair. Holds it, fragile as it is, this idea that he can't fuck it up as long as he loves her.
(People fall out of love sometimes. He knows this; he's not thinking about it. He doesn't think that he would, anyway. Doesn't think he's made that way.)
She has only told him the truth, this far, unless she's a better liesmith than he is. And if she is? He deserves it.
If she's not?
A small sigh, and then: ]
I do love you.
[ Still frightening, but. If so. He can't ruin it.
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Alexandrie doesn't give him a list; instead, she tells him something his mind states is frankly impossible. But if he's believed her thus far doesn't that mean he has to believe her now?
Loki thinks to raise his head, to look her in the eye and see if... if what? She's lying? Instead, he sighs, closing his eyes and feeling her fingers with his. Her breath on his hair. Holds it, fragile as it is, this idea that he can't fuck it up as long as he loves her.
(People fall out of love sometimes. He knows this; he's not thinking about it. He doesn't think that he would, anyway. Doesn't think he's made that way.)
She has only told him the truth, this far, unless she's a better liesmith than he is. And if she is? He deserves it.
If she's not?
A small sigh, and then: ]
I do love you.
[ Still frightening, but. If so. He can't ruin it.
What a strange reality to encounter. ]