[ His chest shakes with a silent laugh as he snorts in Billy's hair. He strokes his back, rubbing his chin over brown curls to soothe him. ]
We will get out, Billy. I will not be put in a box too long, have faith in that if nothing else. [ Sharp teeth give a curl a tug as Loki tilts his head. ] I may choose to take you home with me ...
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[ His chest shakes with a silent laugh as he snorts in Billy's hair. He strokes his back, rubbing his chin over brown curls to soothe him. ]
We will get out, Billy. I will not be put in a box too long, have faith in that if nothing else. [ Sharp teeth give a curl a tug as Loki tilts his head. ] I may choose to take you home with me ...