[Yours is probably the last corpse I limp to so like. Dropping. To Loki's side with a tired whine, leaning over him to touch his face and knowing it's pointless, check for signs of life.
When there's nothing, he puts his forehead to Loki's chest and cries. Soaking Loki's shirt with tears is how he finishes the round.]
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When there's nothing, he puts his forehead to Loki's chest and cries. Soaking Loki's shirt with tears is how he finishes the round.]
You stupid idiot.... Why'd you have to fight too?