It could. [ He tries not to be too great of a downer, though the loss is awful. ] Never met anyone who wasn't terrified of Father and he was famous for your new look.

[ His hand slips down to rest on Thor's shoulder and he trails the other out of holding hands to skim up an arm, tracing through the middle of a bicep. ]

His arm ended here, the dwarves forged him a new one of black uru. It's very strong. [ Especially when it connects with your face. Hah. Looking up, he struggles to find his tongue for a moment then blurts out, ] You could call me Lokes, if you wanted. I like it. It helps differentiate between the two of us here.