[A flare of anger burns white hot in Loki. His more destructive side rarely came out anymore, but in moments like this, when one of his was hurt or threatened, Loki could feel it, threatening to over come him.
Not now. No, Tony needs him now. Anger can wait. Pushed back to the back of his mind he gently kisses the top of Tony's head.]
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Not now. No, Tony needs him now. Anger can wait. Pushed back to the back of his mind he gently kisses the top of Tony's head.]
Thank you for telling me.