Something twisted inside his chest, painful and sudden, when panic overtook her features. He should not be surprised. So it had been since he had grown old enough to realise his intelligence outweighed all of those around him, since his love for jest and subterfuge caused those around him to begin to view him with distrust and then fear. It should not bother him that she now feared him too, she was just a petty mortal girl who had befriended a lie.
The gifts, the casual smiles, the companionship had been for Leita. Not Loki. Now the truth was uncovered, those seeds of friendship had withered with them. He was not fool enough to think all would go unchanged.
For a single moment something weary and hurt flashes in his eyes before they shutter into unreadable, his expression smooth. It is of no consequence if he has lost friends here, for they were never his friends. They belonged to an act and so he will shrug them off as easily as he shrugs off the illusion of being someone other than himself.
"Then you must reassure her that you are unhurt and unmolested by the liar in your midst."
Loki spread his hands as if to indicate that she was, indeed, unhurt and that he did not intend to change that in the immediate future. He also, finally, took a seat on the edge of one of the couch cushions. He would need to be ready to flee the moment she betrayed him, for he had no doubt that she eventually would.
"Perhaps tell her that I was a student of physics elsewhere and suffered expulsion, shame to admit as such drove me to lie when I was discovered. My knowledge of SHIELD and Mjolnir came from being in proximity to the drop site recently."
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Something twisted inside his chest, painful and sudden, when panic overtook her features. He should not be surprised. So it had been since he had grown old enough to realise his intelligence outweighed all of those around him, since his love for jest and subterfuge caused those around him to begin to view him with distrust and then fear. It should not bother him that she now feared him too, she was just a petty mortal girl who had befriended a lie.
The gifts, the casual smiles, the companionship had been for Leita. Not Loki. Now the truth was uncovered, those seeds of friendship had withered with them. He was not fool enough to think all would go unchanged.
For a single moment something weary and hurt flashes in his eyes before they shutter into unreadable, his expression smooth. It is of no consequence if he has lost friends here, for they were never his friends. They belonged to an act and so he will shrug them off as easily as he shrugs off the illusion of being someone other than himself.
"Then you must reassure her that you are unhurt and unmolested by the liar in your midst."
Loki spread his hands as if to indicate that she was, indeed, unhurt and that he did not intend to change that in the immediate future. He also, finally, took a seat on the edge of one of the couch cushions. He would need to be ready to flee the moment she betrayed him, for he had no doubt that she eventually would.
"Perhaps tell her that I was a student of physics elsewhere and suffered expulsion, shame to admit as such drove me to lie when I was discovered. My knowledge of SHIELD and Mjolnir came from being in proximity to the drop site recently."