Somehow, Sif didn't think she would be hearing that story any time soon. Of course now she might search for it, provided it was, as she thought, one of the ancient stories attributed to her people by a certain sect of population of Midgard a long time ago.
Truth be told Sif had leaned more than she'd wanted, and you could blame her heavy-yet-light head for that. Still, even now she wasn't distressingly close, just closer. Her head had stopped wobbling now, and pending, and if she'd gotten closer it was only a consequence of adjusting herself on the bench after that first time leaning in. Her smile widened at Loki's eyebrow raise, and she matched his grin with hers. She could not tell if his response was disappointing or not. It was probably for the best she never realize that, one way or the other. "I'm not implying anything. You're the one who's been going on about kissing and regret and how upsetting it is not to have one of those at mid-"
"Five! Four! Three! Two! One!"
The sky exploded in a rainbow of color and Sif's eyes darted up, hurting with the brightness but, she had to admit, with no less wonder for what they were seeing. The noise pounded in her chest like her own heartbeat, almost drowning out the incessant hysterical screaming of people who were either overly excited, or overcompensating for too much misery. Well, there it was. Midnight.
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Truth be told Sif had leaned more than she'd wanted, and you could blame her heavy-yet-light head for that. Still, even now she wasn't distressingly close, just closer. Her head had stopped wobbling now, and pending, and if she'd gotten closer it was only a consequence of adjusting herself on the bench after that first time leaning in. Her smile widened at Loki's eyebrow raise, and she matched his grin with hers. She could not tell if his response was disappointing or not. It was probably for the best she never realize that, one way or the other. "I'm not implying anything. You're the one who's been going on about kissing and regret and how upsetting it is not to have one of those at mid-"
"Five! Four! Three! Two! One!"
The sky exploded in a rainbow of color and Sif's eyes darted up, hurting with the brightness but, she had to admit, with no less wonder for what they were seeing. The noise pounded in her chest like her own heartbeat, almost drowning out the incessant hysterical screaming of people who were either overly excited, or overcompensating for too much misery. Well, there it was. Midnight.