"What are you going to do?" Tony asks one night as they lay in bed. "When I die, I mean," he clarifies.

Loki is silent for a long time, staring up at the ceiling. Tony doesn't rush him. If Loki wants to answer he will answer in his own time. While he waits Tony traces one of Loki's naked hipbones. Eventually Loki reaches down to grasp Tony's fingers in his hand. The Trickster brings them up to his lips and places soft kisses against each one. "I will mourn."

The silence settles between them again, comfortable but heavy, until Tony breaks it again. "You won't go back to how you were?" When you were angry, and destructive, and believed yourself a monster, Tony leaves unspoken.

"No," Loki sighs. "Not that. Never that."

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