[Then Loki had been reading at least one of those layers correctly. That, and everything else Puck said... It was true, and it was new and somewhat scary but also very much a relief. Part of Loki was still scared to trust it. Knew well that words could lie--but Puck had always backed up those words with action, as he was doing now.
Loki could not deny the hands on his shoulders, the way Puck was making it so very obvious he was here. And not to hurt or reject Loki, but to try and help him. Blue-green eyes hesitantly met Puck's gaze, and had tears in them. The mask Loki had been wearing dropped, and allowing Puck to see all the conflicting emotions and worries and fears and relief.
A swallow, and Loki reached up to put his hands over Puck's.]
I had hoped, but wasn't sure I was reading things right.
[It's soft, and a bit wavery. But with such relief and hope in the voice.]
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Loki could not deny the hands on his shoulders, the way Puck was making it so very obvious he was here. And not to hurt or reject Loki, but to try and help him. Blue-green eyes hesitantly met Puck's gaze, and had tears in them. The mask Loki had been wearing dropped, and allowing Puck to see all the conflicting emotions and worries and fears and relief.
A swallow, and Loki reached up to put his hands over Puck's.]
I had hoped, but wasn't sure I was reading things right.
[It's soft, and a bit wavery. But with such relief and hope in the voice.]