@constancychaos continued from x ))
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      “Truly … ?” 

Loki pauses–freezes, in fact, every joint locking, pale
eyes caught in the cool light of evening through the 
bedroom window, as he stares transfixed at his wife. 

      “How is it you’re so sure? Did you steal away to visit the Healing
       Rooms while I wasn’t looking, to surprise me?” 

He presses both palms down on top of Sigyn’s, in
his insistent eagerness. 

      “Wait … have you had some prescient vision? Do tell me . . !”