[ A strange question but it strikes a chord. He doesn't know who he is supposed to be in name or deeds, no, but he's sure he is very himself, too. ]
... No.
[ It's a quieter reply where he sits, peeking sidelong at the other man. Long-fingered hands rub together in an unconsciously agitated gesture. Something about the stranger keeps Loki's temper down, more inclined to listen. ]
I don't know what's going on. [ He swallows a lump in his throat, nodding to the hallway that leads to the communal bedroom. ] The bed changed into ice when I woke up. I didn't do anything to it, I swear.
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... No.
[ It's a quieter reply where he sits, peeking sidelong at the other man. Long-fingered hands rub together in an unconsciously agitated gesture. Something about the stranger keeps Loki's temper down, more inclined to listen. ]
I don't know what's going on. [ He swallows a lump in his throat, nodding to the hallway that leads to the communal bedroom. ] The bed changed into ice when I woke up. I didn't do anything to it, I swear.