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[trashvalkyrie]

"this is Val. keep it short and sweet."

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[trashvalkyrie]

Yeah?

[Val nods, seeming to approve of that answer.]

Good. I don't...I'm not great at, like. Comforting people, really.

[dothelokimotion]

Neither am I.

[ It's never been his forte and he knows very clearly why it isn't Valkyrie's. ]

But I think it is important that we are there.

[trashvalkyrie]

Well, yeah. We're—

[She catches herself from saying anything too gross.]

You're his family. And I'm there, too. You can handle all the mushy shit, I can handle all the punching and taking out his feelings on shit-shit.

[dothelokimotion]

[ His lips twitch slightly. He's too perceptive not to have caught that, but at the very least, he does not make fun of her. This time. ]

Not the way I'd put it, but yes.

[trashvalkyrie]

Yeah? [She stretches one leg out across the space between her bed and Hux's, nudging Loki in the knee with the toe of her boot.]

How'd you put it?

[dothelokimotion]

[ He nudges her back just to be petty. ]

I certainly wouldn't use the words shit-shit.

[trashvalkyrie]

[Gives him a massive eyeroll over the rim of her bottle.]

Sorry we didn't all go to fancy nerd school.

[dothelokimotion]

[ Loki sniffs pointedly. ]

I would have picked fancy nerd school over being raised by Odin.

[trashvalkyrie]

Can't imagine that was a barrel of laughs.

[neither was being raised to train as a Valkyrie but hey!]

[dothelokimotion]

[ Loki shrugs. ]

I suppose it could have been worse.

[trashvalkyrie]

If Sakaar taught me one thing, it's that it could always be worse.

[dothelokimotion]

Sakaar provided many life lessons.