[ Laughing, she leans in further and finds a home in the curve of his neck, her nose running over beard-scruff. Loki's arms wind around his middle when the hand in her hair turns her spine to marshmallow and she closes her eyes to better enjoy the embrace, his warmth and weight. It's reassuring in ways she hasn't experienced in almost a year. ]
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Hearing that only makes me more adventurous.