whose_son_am_i | Meme-shenanigans and Continuations.

"It's ok." She cuddles up against him. "I've been using my seniority to take slightly fewer shifts. I used to take extras, but I use that time to study."

Is she generally a bit exhausted, yes. But she does think it's worth it.

Loki is shifting her, to look at her at arm's length and study her more closely. Searching and trying to gauge just how worn out she might be. Before pulling her closer again and perhaps just a bit tighter. "You've been cautioned against practicing when exhausted, yes?" Depending on the spell and magic, even a slight distraction could mean disaster.

"Yes. I always rest first." She's been warned that she could hurt herself or others if she does something wrong while practicing.

Pressing a kiss to her hair, he relaxed. "Generally you don't strike me as reckless, except where I'm concerned."

"I'm very sensible until someone I care about needs me." She would be just as reckless for her mom if she needed to.

"That may be why your Empathy is strongest." He mused, one hand coming up and stroking through her hair. "Remember what I said about emotions not following logic?"

I'm not judging you in this, Sweetling.

"Yes." She slips a hand under the hem of his shirt to rest on skin.

You traveled halfway across the globe because I was in danger. I know you aren't judging.

Indeed. Another kiss was pressed to her hair. Amusement radiated along their link about the need to touch and be touched.

"We should consider dinner. Are we staying in?"

"We could go out if you want. Though I don't feel especially motivated to move right now."

They both need the touch, it's something they share, that need for affection.

He wasn't inclined to move either, from the way he'd tangled their legs and had his arms around her. Like her, his fingers dipped under the hem of her shirt to stroke along her hip and back. "While I have preferences, I've had to become a very not-picky eater." Loki mused. "What're you in the mood for?"

Besides laying here with me. Which satisfied a different hunger.

"Have you had a true New York pizza yet?"

She's introducing him to the wonders of humanity, which is primarily terrible-for-you food.

"Not a true New York one, although I've had pizza that claims to be New York style." Loki grinned while speaking. "I will say, the variety of food on Midgard is amazing." It meant he had to move one of his hands, but his cell phone was manifesting in his hand a moment later. Passing her the phone. "As part of my 'official' business, I have expense accounts too." With a wink.

"You need the real thing." She's happy to introduce him to food.

"We do have very good food."

She takes his phone with a curious glint to her eye.

"What's your background? Is it a cute cat, or your horns?" These are the important questions.

"I'm very boring. It's the blank screen." Dryly, with a smug grin. "Less easier to tell anything about the person that way."

"But that's no fun." She's already on the internet finding him a background picture of some sort of fluffy unicorn.

"Much better."

"I'll be sure to change it then before our next visit. And go with something equally as whimsical, in your honor." With another kiss to her hair. "You order, I'll pay."

"Perfect." She laughs. "It would be too obvious to put a picture of us."

She is picking her favorite pizza place and ordering them a pepperoni pizza.

Taking the phone back to complete the order, he rattled off payment info, and confirmed this was the number to call on arrival. That finished, the phone was placed on the table nearby so he could wrap his arms around her again. "Now, would you like to know more about what I've found in the book you gave me?"

She gets comfortable again, wrapped up with him.

"Absolutely. You were very excited about it."

"I've started transcribing it, as well as taking notes. I'll translate it later. It's title translates roughly to 'Visions seen in Ymir's Well.' Are you familiar with Ymir?"

"I am not. It it important?"

She thinks it may be, given the work he is putting into it.

"To our knowledge, Ymir had no 'well' associated with him. So it might be a mistranslation of Mimir, but given the rest of what I've seen so far I can't tell for certain. Ymir though, is said to be the progenitor of the Jotunn, but also potentially of the Aesir--the Asgardians, and possibly all beings in our creation myths."

Pausing, before switching subjects. "I should probably also tell you about the importance of Wells, of which Mimir's well is one of the most important ones." If the book was confusing Ymir with Mimir, it was still valuable.

"There are three wells at the base of Yggsdrasil. Urðarbrunnr, is known as Urd's well, and where the Norns weave fate and creation from. Hvergelmir, which is said to be located beneath Niflheim and the source of all springs It is also where the beast Nidhoggr that eats at Yggsdrasil's roots lives. And Mímisbrunnr, in which the head of Mimir dwells. Where Odin traded an eye for wisdom, as his well is the source of all wisdom."

"Is there evidence these places are real" she has her own doubts about most creation mythos.

"Can I go give a kidney at the wisdom well?"

"Maybe we'll just have to go exploring and find out, hmm?" He replied with a grin. "And I believe the traditional price is an eye, not a kidney."

"I'm really fond of binocular vision, but would be adaptable to life with one kidney." She is surprisingly actually willing to trade body parts for wisdom.

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