When the Soldier grabbed his wrists, Loki froze and swallowed thickly. He could break the hold easily enough, and he wanted to, but instead he stayed where he was. In the name of building loyalty, or so he told himself. The vulnerability and lose staring back at him was far to familiar then he'd like to admit.
Once he was sure the Solider was back to himself, he spoke again, trying for a lofty tone though he wasn't sure he succeeded. "Are you back to yourself now, Solider?"
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Once he was sure the Solider was back to himself, he spoke again, trying for a lofty tone though he wasn't sure he succeeded. "Are you back to yourself now, Solider?"