When he looks at me, the way he looks at me. He does not know, what I
lack or how I am incomplete. He sees me, for what I am, as I
am. He’s happy to see me. Every time. Every day. Now, I can either
save him… or let him die.
When he looks at me, the way he looks at me. He does not know, what I
lack or how I am incomplete. He sees me, for what I am, as I
am. He’s happy to see me. Every time. Every day. Now, I can either
save him… or let him die.
Loki is the Philosopher King 