No Cuddles

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  • Dedicated to Philosophy
                                    

'Hey, Loki, don't cry, I won't tell him, okay?'

'Promise?'

'Promise.'

'Thank you.'

'Will you tell me about Amora's eye colour?'

'A pale blue-green.'

'Thank you. Do you know how to break a love-spell?'

'Yes. It is complicated magic, and one cannot remove it from themselves.'

'Thanks.'

'Anything else?'

'Yes. Can I have a cuddle?'

'No.'

'Why not?'

'What if Tony sees, and gets the wrong idea?'

'Tony knows I give everyone hugs.'

'Are you sure?'

'Yes.'

'They don't call me the God of Lies for nothing, you know.'

'So no hug?'

'No.'

Savannah left the room, struggling not to cry.

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