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[whose_son_am_i]

Their jealousy is as so much dust in the wind, for all the care I give it.

[Tapping the page, Loki nodded before writing. This would be why I am scheming. I'm rather good at it. Centuries of practice. Vaeros had made a rather large mistake, in pissing off the two of them.]

[justdontgiveame]

And like dust may it scatter.

[Hah! Then we'll all work together and see what happens. He really had picked the wrong group of people in general to get angry. Oberon might have even lifted a glass to him in celebration for it.]

[whose_son_am_i]

[I do have direct experience, on the other side, in how powerful and effective a determined group can be. Story for another time. It was half-a-decade or so removed from Loki now, that disastrous invasion of New York. But he had learned valuable things from it, for all he'd been brought back to Asgard in chains.]

As it scatters we shall pay it no mind, for my mind is consumed only for how best to woo you.

[justdontgiveame]

[Oh? I'll hold you to hearing it. For now, let's head back.]

Then come- I'll help you by showing my favorite items and where to find them in town.

[Puck stands and offers a hand, selling this to the final scene.]

[whose_son_am_i]

I shall treasure them, and plan how to gift them to you accordingly.

[Notebook of his own placed back, Loki took the hand. More than willing to sell this, as he got to his feet and bowed over the hand.]