[Steve sighed against Loki's hair, smiling softly. It was such a Loki thing to say, it really would be easy to let himself forget it wasn't his Loki. His voice was quiet and subdued when he spoke again, the words hard to say.]


Yeah. You're not my Loki though, so it won't be today. I'm glad you're here anyway, even if you don't know me. I should probably let you go, huh?