❝ i can sit however i want. ❞ the piece of furniture serving as his perch wobbles precariously, though much like an owl stubbornly maintaining its head in the same position, loki hardly seems to move. ( and he appears even less bothered. ) ❝ it isn't my fault you aren't creative enough to think of other ways to use a chair, you know ... ❞ a pause, followed by the ghost of a smile. ❝ or is it getting on your nerves? well, maaaybe i sit like this just to bother you, specifically. don't you feel special? ❞ he doesn't, of course — but dark is fun to tease. it isn't even in his usual way, driven by malice and the itch to eviscerate with words where a blade wouldn't be considered permissible. this feels softer; companiable. ( friendship — ? eugh. the word makes him want to gag a bit, though. )
in any case, the trickster is quick to shove those pointless thoughts to the back of his mind. never experienced snow? well, he supposes that isn't too out of the ordinary. countless humans could say the same. never seen a cat, however? that's strange, even by dark's standards — and loki was already under the impression that he was a bit of a freak. ❝ ... not usually, no. ❞ the god scrunches up his face in a manner oddly reminiscent of the flehmen response. it isn't doing much to dissuade the feline allegations, but he has more important things to worry about at the moment.
❝ which animals have you seen in person, again? ❞ admittedly loki feels a bit absurd even asking — although, this entire conversation suddenly feels nothing if not ridiculous.
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