his hair is long, now, halfway down his back but well cared for. now, it only tangles because he’s spent too long in the water or the wind. it’s pulled back into a loose braid today, as he likes to keep it when he’s travelling ; by tomorrow, it’ll be brushed out & loose again. he’s home again at last, and of course she is the first he seeks out, bringing tales of the far-away stars he’s seen. perhaps next time, she’ll join him.
“ i brought you something, ” thor beams, poking his head into the room, arms behind his back. “ something more than a story, though i have those, too. ”
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