whose_son_am_i | Meme-shenanigans and Continuations.

"Of course. You're quite welcome and if you need anything, you just ask." Ingrid moved to clasp Christine's hands, then headed back to what she'd been working on.

Loki fell into step with Christine, still looking slightly amused.

Having fun?

She's a bit slower than normal on their walk back, but she is steady on her feet and the path is familar.

Plotting things. We can't take direct action, but I can't let this stand.

Slower is alright, and Loki is alert to her and to their surroundings. It won't be long until they're back in his rooms, with the door locked and warded.

She waits until they are securely in his rooms.

"What are you plotting?"

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"What I might be able to get away with that won't spark a war." She'd likely know if he was lying. So better to give her some information. "We can't take any action that might prove their grievances legitimate. It's why SHIELD had to rescue you." Which still left a bitter taste for him.

"You're tired though. You need to relax." Taking his frustrations out on her would not be productive or justified and he knew it and cared about it.

"Please don't spark a war. Just gives me too much work to do." She would be in charge of so much healing, it would be annoying.

"I'm sorry you couldn't come get me." She makes her way into the bedroom.

"It's.....I'm........." Loki sighed, following her. "I'm not sure how to express it all, when I know you're likely to view this as your fault. You already apologized for it, and cried, Christine." Here was one of the biggest changes for him--Loki cared about whether he hurt her.

"It was my fault. I was foolish." She was too trusting and it got her kidnapped.

The bruise on her face has only deepened.

"Don't hold back from expressing whatever it is you want."

That bruise on her face is only a reminder to him that he failed, and she suffered. "It was not your fault." Loki shot back, amazed that he still sounded so calm. "They deliberately exploited a weakness of yours, after somehow infiltrating places we thought were safe."

"You're mad, and it's because of my weakness."

She's upset at being used as a ploy in all this. It makes her feel just as weak as when she had first met him.

"Should I go back to New York for a while?"

He looked like he'd been struck. "Absolutely not." Yes, he was mad. And maybe part of it was at her, but not because she was weak. He wasn't entirely sure why he was mad at her as it was a tangled not. He was far more angry with those who did this though.

"And stop blaming yourself because it is not your fault."

She frowns, she doesn't like this anger when it feels like it's directed at her.

"Fine! It wasn't my fault but I was too weak to fight back."

She's a bit mad too, she had been assulted and kidnapped; it's finally really registering as to what happened.

Which is ironic, because he's trying very hard not to direct it at her. "Everyone has their moments, and sometimes those moments get exploited. That doesn't mean you're weak."

It's more that she can't stop blaming herself for his negative emotions.

"I could have caused a war. I'm not worth that, Loki."

Striding over, Loki took her face gently in his hands. "You are to me." Because he knew that was true, and it scared him a bit.

"You know if it was a choice between me and a war, I'd want you to stop the war, right?"

She wouldn't want to cost lives in exchange for her own. She sets her hands on top of his.

"I....I do, and that scares me." All of this was new to Loki, and certain things were falling into place and he was not at all sure how to handle it. As it was, he was keeping tight control over his emotions so he didn't project because as much as he was not clear, he wanted to at least speak clearly.

"You'd burn down a planet to save me wouldn't you?" She turns her head to kiss one of his palms.

She can tell he is having some inner turmoil and he's keeping his emotions tightly shielded.

"I would. And it's...." Taking a breath, trying to think of how to explain. "You're making me bleed. Because you're hurt, and you blame yourself, and you're not angry with me for not being able to save you, and just so. damn. kind."

Love is a dagger indeed...

She stands to hug him, wrapping her arms tight around him.

"I don't want to make you bleed." She's a healer after all. She projects her calm, her patience.

If Loki wasn't confused before, he sure is now. It takes a moment, before he's wrapping his arms around her too. Sighing, he rested his head against hers. "I am...calmer. Thor has made his position very clear, as has Lady Sif, and both have...actually tried to help me. It is not just me who is upset you were taken."

Then he's tilting her head up again, gently and carefully. "Go soak, Christine. You need to rest still. I'll be here."

Loki couldn't promise he might not have a tantrum later, but he'd try to do so away from her.

"I am... honestly, very honored and flattered that so many people are upset."

She's brushing her fingers through his hair and caressing his cheek.

"Soak with me. Your tub is big and I don't want to be alone."

"You're worth it." Leaning into her touch, eyes closed because he's still trying to sort out the tangled knot inside him. Now that he thinks he's found an 'end' piece to start unraveling it from.

So he nods, and lets her lead the way. Setting the water running, before turning to her. "Think of somewhere that makes you happy and you feel rested. Somewhere you've always wanted to go. Picture it in your mind."

She takes his hand to lead him to the bathroom.

She nods. She imagines a bungalow set over clear blue water, the sun set casting a rainbow of colors over the horizon.

"Ok."

Gently reaching for her forehead, Loki places his hand against her skin. Sharing that image through their link, using it to shape the illusion he casts over the bathroom. "It's...not perfect. But open your eyes."

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