[ Seeing him drop the front soothes her ruffled feathers slightly; so does the unspoken part, maybe especially because it's unspoken. She tugs the blanket around herself a little more and sighs in turn. ]
You -- Loki, I'm--
[ What does she even want to say here? ]
It's good of you to be bothered. Really. But can't you trust me to just maybe know what I'm doing?
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You -- Loki, I'm--
[ What does she even want to say here? ]
It's good of you to be bothered. Really. But can't you trust me to just maybe know what I'm doing?