[Loki remains silent until she's done mulling it over.
He gives her a smile in return, something intended to be both calm and encouraging. There's more warmth to it than his normal expression.]
I shall do my best to be quick. Please hold still.
Even if I do slip.
[He gathers up the lock of her hair again, returning to the important process of understanding it fully. After a moment he nods - almost entirely to himself - and murmurs another not-word before he draws his fingers slowly along her hair, from scalp to tip.
In that process, he does brush a fingertip lightly against her forehead. The expression of concentration on his face is good indication that it's completely unintentional. He's concentrating on the task at hand: turning that white hair red.
He holds the ends of that hair for a few seconds, inspecting his work.]
It will do.
[He lets go delicately, tugging the lock of hair a little to the side so it doesn't simply smack her in the face.]
[Shortly before they leave to wreak all the havoc]
He gives her a smile in return, something intended to be both calm and encouraging. There's more warmth to it than his normal expression.]
I shall do my best to be quick. Please hold still.
Even if I do slip.
[He gathers up the lock of her hair again, returning to the important process of understanding it fully. After a moment he nods - almost entirely to himself - and murmurs another not-word before he draws his fingers slowly along her hair, from scalp to tip.
In that process, he does brush a fingertip lightly against her forehead. The expression of concentration on his face is good indication that it's completely unintentional. He's concentrating on the task at hand: turning that white hair red.
He holds the ends of that hair for a few seconds, inspecting his work.]
It will do.
[He lets go delicately, tugging the lock of hair a little to the side so it doesn't simply smack her in the face.]