For everything that she's seen in this place so far, this was probably the one thing she was trying not to think about lest it manifest. And yet here she was, her feet sticking to the marble floors like they were glued the moment she heard that voice.
We're all villains here...
She didn't even want to turn to look, but almost against her will her eyes are drawn to the scene in front of her, hitching like a film stuck between frames. The desk, suddenly so much larger with that man grinning that wild grin, totally unaffected by the two of them sitting in the shadow of that massive window.
The scene hitches again, restarts, the two of them sitting back down, mirrored images to offered coffee. Loki....Loki... an intentional dig--
A hand touches her shoulder, feather light, and she whirls around, blocking the door from him out of instinct, panic visible on her face for a moment. No, this was not how she wanted him to find out about this. Not after they-
Get ready for the pain...
We're all villains here...
She didn't even want to turn to look, but almost against her will her eyes are drawn to the scene in front of her, hitching like a film stuck between frames. The desk, suddenly so much larger with that man grinning that wild grin, totally unaffected by the two of them sitting in the shadow of that massive window.
The scene hitches again, restarts, the two of them sitting back down, mirrored images to offered coffee. Loki....Loki... an intentional dig--
A hand touches her shoulder, feather light, and she whirls around, blocking the door from him out of instinct, panic visible on her face for a moment. No, this was not how she wanted him to find out about this. Not after they-
"Loki-I-"