It hadn't been an entirely conscious thing on Loki's part, to suddenly have the dam break. Which was itself a sign that he felt 'safe' around Puck enough. He listened, and moved to try and gain control of himself again. Breathing, old exercises he'd learned long ago to keep calm as he learned magic. He wanted to believe Puck, and well--Puck only know because of what Loki had said. So he must've heard correctly, right?
Loki had never called himself Laufeyson, as would be his rightful last name. Even when fooling Malekith, he had claimed to be Loki of Jotunheim. It was why he went by Loki of Asgard most often. Because the only time since his life had gone mad, he'd claimed 'Odinson' as his last name, had been to try to clue Thor in. To reassure his brother, that this betrayal wasn't real. It had mattered, and while he'd...failed. He'd failed, but Thor--if that really hadn't been some feverish dream and trick of this world with the bonfires--Thor had seemed to understand. To still claim him as brother.
Could he be Odinson?
It was all too confusing right then, as emotions ran through him in a messy jumble that left him feeling unstable. Too many too quick, and all tinged with pain that he hadn't yet let himself deal with on top of it all. The loss of his home, all the deaths, the failures he'd had...
He nodded though, as blue-green eyes were at least less lost looking. Still full of a myriad of emotions, but Loki was pulling himself together. Leaning forward and resting his forehead against Puck's own. "...Thank you. ...as you may've guessed, I've not had a time or chance to really deal with, well, anything. Normally my control is also much better."
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Date: 2024-02-04 05:46 am (UTC)Loki had never called himself Laufeyson, as would be his rightful last name. Even when fooling Malekith, he had claimed to be Loki of Jotunheim. It was why he went by Loki of Asgard most often. Because the only time since his life had gone mad, he'd claimed 'Odinson' as his last name, had been to try to clue Thor in. To reassure his brother, that this betrayal wasn't real. It had mattered, and while he'd...failed. He'd failed, but Thor--if that really hadn't been some feverish dream and trick of this world with the bonfires--Thor had seemed to understand. To still claim him as brother.
Could he be Odinson?
It was all too confusing right then, as emotions ran through him in a messy jumble that left him feeling unstable. Too many too quick, and all tinged with pain that he hadn't yet let himself deal with on top of it all. The loss of his home, all the deaths, the failures he'd had...
He nodded though, as blue-green eyes were at least less lost looking. Still full of a myriad of emotions, but Loki was pulling himself together. Leaning forward and resting his forehead against Puck's own. "...Thank you. ...as you may've guessed, I've not had a time or chance to really deal with, well, anything. Normally my control is also much better."