What does Loki do when he's got a few days off? Polishing his daggers, of course.

He'll just pass out on the floor. It's been an exhausting day.

Coffee? Tea? Hot cocoa? Or does she require something else?

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Just give him a second, he'll be right back. Milk or sugar?

It's one of those days where he's feeling generous. Not towards everyone. She's an exception. He disappears for a lottle while in order to prepare the wished beverage, returning minutes later whilst carrying a huge mug filled with steaming water and herbs to hand it over.

"You're welcome, dear", he responded, edges of his lips twitching into a faint smile as he handed her the warm porcelain over right before he decided to take a seat next to the goddess. "Did you rest well this night?"

Throws his dagger across the room as a low huff emitted his lips.

Loki himself was far too deep in thoughts, hence the reason he did not recognise the dark-haired goddess. "My apologies, darling. I haven't seen you coming", he would apologise in a low tone, approaching the female in order to take the dagger from her hand.

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Once he received his weapon back, his finger traced along the sharp blade in a rather slow and soft manner. "The usual", he shortly commented, jaw tensed as he eventually removed his finger from the cold blade, avoiding the gaze of the princess. He knew he couldn't lie to her.

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Once she moved his chin up so that his gaze would eventually meet hers, the male let his hand wrap around the woman's wrist in a quick way. It was hard for him to open up, no matter how close he was to someone. "I'm fine, Sigyn. There's clearly nothing to be concerned of."

Polishes his daggers whilst ignoring the stuff that happens on the TL.

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As his eyes fell upon the display of this machine called smartphone, he couldn't help but groan upon reading the text. He knew immediately who texted him even though he hasn't saved the number. [ T E X T : Unknown ] -> No. This is Loki. -> It varies from moment to moment.

He couldn't stare less clueless upon the display which lightened up the dark once the message was delivered. Such a question coming from her didn't really surprise him. Yet, he was still quite confused what this was all about. [Text : I fear, you have to be more precise, dear]

[Text: Why would you want anyone to kill you?] He might be short-tempered and given his horrific past, one should think he'd gladly do such a thing. However, he was genuinely shocked by this request. Even though she usually robbed him his nerve, he'd never want to kill her.

Blinks in surprise. He certainly did not expect that.

It happens rarely but sometimes, even when he doesn’t want to admit it, it happens. Next time he’s better prepared though.