Loki tends to be confused about Clint's dual state of mind, and yet when Loki explains his desire for pain and craving for care, he thinks it's the clearest he's ever seen Loki. Maybe the reasonings they hold differ, but the idea of being split down that middle, wondering at what it means to deserve, juggling desires that are unusual, that makes so much god damn sense he could choke.
"You don't ask me to. You only ever ask for..." Loki barely asks for anything, honestly. He thinks about the taste of tears and blood. Blinks. It's gone again. But when he licks his lips, just a brief darting to wet them, the warm metallic taste lingers in the background.
He tips his head, searching. Drums fingers on the countertop for a moment before flattening his hand on the surface. Phrasing. It's interesting. Curious.
"Am I outside of reasonable desire?"
He expects the answer to be a scoffed no, but he wonders. Loki thriving off the chaotic and unwanted and strange and set apart. Did Clint seem that way when he was chosen? Was there something of his difference in his eyes that Loki had seen?
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"You don't ask me to. You only ever ask for..." Loki barely asks for anything, honestly. He thinks about the taste of tears and blood. Blinks. It's gone again. But when he licks his lips, just a brief darting to wet them, the warm metallic taste lingers in the background.
He tips his head, searching. Drums fingers on the countertop for a moment before flattening his hand on the surface. Phrasing. It's interesting. Curious.
"Am I outside of reasonable desire?"
He expects the answer to be a scoffed no, but he wonders. Loki thriving off the chaotic and unwanted and strange and set apart. Did Clint seem that way when he was chosen? Was there something of his difference in his eyes that Loki had seen?