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[whose_son_am_i]

"We can hope. It has been surprising that there are those who know of me, or a version of me, who are still pleased to see me. I hope you are able to find similar acceptance and kindness." Loki acknowledged, raising his tea-cup to the other for a moment.

[amicustenebris]

"Honestly, I am far more accustomed to being accosted with the same question or two when it is someone who isn't from my world." Gold raised his cup and took a sip. "It gets old after a while."

[whose_son_am_i]

"I can imagine so." Loki said dryly. His mind briefly went back to all the threats to 'kill' him should he betray Thor again. It was amusing, even though it had been equal parts annoying and somewhat infuriating at the time. He'd quipped back then, to show how very little it mattered to him.

[amicustenebris]

Gold was really tired of being asked if he steals babies. He knew the tale, but that was still a rather impertinent question to put forth. Especially when the one you're asking could easily lose their temper. "But no, the reputation issues come more from people who knew me on my own turf. To everyone else we're just stories."

[whose_son_am_i]

"Everyone is a story to someone." Loki pointed out, although he could relate a bit. "For what it's worth, I took nothing against nor for you when finding out your true name and story. Other than, as you'd already mentioned, you're good with contracts. And that you can spin stuff into gold, which I still very much want to see."

Meaning Loki was absolutely not going to judge the other.

[amicustenebris]

"I am sure our proprietess will be wanting a demonstration as well, when I am able again." Briefly he looked over his hands. "I think I'm not far off, but I'm not quite there yet."