His wry amusement and his disbelieving surprise were slowly but surely leeched out of his expression the longer she spoke. What he thought was the beginning of an all-together ridiculous exchange of words was turning into something exponentially worse.
"The state of my heart." He repeated slowly, questioningly, as if he didn't understand the context she was presenting it to him in.
It was true that he had no one to call his own. He never really had, though not for the lack of suitors who might like to have him. Loki had better things to do than look for someone to fall foolishly in love with, especially when he could hardly consider those around him his equals, much less anyone he would want to willingly sacrifice any large portion of his life to.
Apparently, and if he wasn't misconstruing her meaning, putting his attentions elsewhere had been a very big mistake.
"I don't know that I would be eager to consider either entirely unspoken for," he started carefully, his tone even despite the way his eyes narrowed, despite the degree to which his gaze darkened with every word that fell from his lips. "Although I had, perhaps foolishly, held to the expectation that they would be mine to do with as I see fit."
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Date: 2014-01-09 02:38 am (UTC)"The state of my heart." He repeated slowly, questioningly, as if he didn't understand the context she was presenting it to him in.
It was true that he had no one to call his own. He never really had, though not for the lack of suitors who might like to have him. Loki had better things to do than look for someone to fall foolishly in love with, especially when he could hardly consider those around him his equals, much less anyone he would want to willingly sacrifice any large portion of his life to.
Apparently, and if he wasn't misconstruing her meaning, putting his attentions elsewhere had been a very big mistake.
"I don't know that I would be eager to consider either entirely unspoken for," he started carefully, his tone even despite the way his eyes narrowed, despite the degree to which his gaze darkened with every word that fell from his lips. "Although I had, perhaps foolishly, held to the expectation that they would be mine to do with as I see fit."