"I.." His pace slowed slightly. "I can offer my sympathies."
He turned his gaze to her. "I would blight thee from this realm if you ever shared that I confessed such, but I know I art not easy to get along with." His exposure to her let his old speech slip back a bit. "I too, have scant more than my extended 'family' and Andrea to count as friends. And even my family I have often kept at bay. They do not see the world as I do. As such a fragile thing. I have tried to temper my impulses, but it is a difficult thing."
He leaned against the rail of a bridge, folding his arms and gazing across the water. "I have however, heard that friends make it easier." He affords her a smile. "We're much alike, you and I. I have no-one in my family that I can truly have commonality with, and... if you will pardon my presumptuousness, I would imagine that even if you have other siblings of Loki's line, none of them have your... particular bent."
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