[Thor rolls his eyes, but he smiles again. He wants to question what Loki says, but he's more focused on crossing toward his brother so he can loop his arms around him tightly. One hand stays crossed around his back, the other holds the back of Loki's head and Thor's face leans in to press into the nook of his shoulder and neck.
He breathes in deeply, squeezing his eyes shut so he can find the strength to stop himself from crumbling and making a fool of himself. The help and condolences his friends offer do well to ease his worries, but nothing is more comforting to him than the fact that Loki is very real, very solid and he's here.]
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He breathes in deeply, squeezing his eyes shut so he can find the strength to stop himself from crumbling and making a fool of himself. The help and condolences his friends offer do well to ease his worries, but nothing is more comforting to him than the fact that Loki is very real, very solid and he's here.]