[When Gregor comes back down the stairs a few minutes later, he has Risk with him. Not wishing to disturb Loki, he simply goes into the kitchen to put together some tea.]
[Quietly, he goes about pouring tea for both of them and carrying both mugs into the living room. One, he sets in front of Loki. He seats himself with the other.]
[Loki picks up his tea cup and leans awkwardly against the arm of the chair, eyes half closed. He holds the cup rather than drinking immediately, simply warming his hands.]
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Eventually he falls into an exhausted sleep awkwardly draped over the arm of the couch, something he almost never does.]
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Enough hot water?
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