[He's a bit relieved Billy doesn't ask for another else. He feels ill, after having told that story again. He hates it. Loki rubs his forehead with one hand, closing his eyes for a moment.]
I think... I ought to try to sleep, for a bit. Until Rogue needs me again.
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I think... I ought to try to sleep, for a bit. Until Rogue needs me again.