[ A witty reply dies on his tongue as he steps around to see him, finding an eyepatch, of all damned things, awaiting him. He doesn't mean to take an instinctive step back, stopped by a stool that bumps his legs, but as his heart twists into a knot in his throat and Loki's cheer is drained with icy dread he neither minds when he accidentally shrinks down to take a seat. The support is needed. ]
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... Thor?