[ Watching Tony make idle conversation in return, Loki places a hand on the small of Tony's back and leans in to kiss him on the cheek, breath cheesy but his lips warmer than usual. ]

If I forget even more later, thank you for coming for me. And for this too, all of it.

[ The date, the ... general care. Tony's patience and enduring love despite garnering little more than an earnest crush in return; Loki is sure he deserves better. Not that he knows how things are between them but he can sense this is a good relationship, something that inspires the same safe feeling as sitting by a hearth with a full stomach, inside away from the rain.

(Why does the thought of rain suddenly make him feel sad?) ]

I'm certain I didn't want to lose you the first time around, either.