[Has he no pride? It's a good question, the one he should ask himself. And Loki is a coward; he believes in strategic retreat. Suddenly, that seems a good idea.
His brows draw together for a moment and there is something in his eyes, some sorrow or pain or even regret, then his fingers loosen on Iofast's sleeve, and he lets his hand fall away. He takes a slow, careful step back.]
A point well-made. [He fights to regain that hard shell of distance that he allowed to foolishly slip for a moment. His next words sound more like teasing than an insult, however.] You must be a fool indeed to waste your time speaking to a shade.
[This was a mistake. What did he think would come of it?]
Day 1
His brows draw together for a moment and there is something in his eyes, some sorrow or pain or even regret, then his fingers loosen on Iofast's sleeve, and he lets his hand fall away. He takes a slow, careful step back.]
A point well-made. [He fights to regain that hard shell of distance that he allowed to foolishly slip for a moment. His next words sound more like teasing than an insult, however.] You must be a fool indeed to waste your time speaking to a shade.
[This was a mistake. What did he think would come of it?]