#crscentmoons

a grin has settled itself on loki’s face.  “what?  this?  i’m just smiling.  i do it when i’m happy, as unbelievable as that apparently is.  if i had a tell of any kind, i doubt you would be able to pick up on it.”  though the former goddess of lies no longer needs to lie as much as she once did, she’s still good at it.  “either way, the point is moot as i am not lying.  why would i bother lying to you about how much i like your games?”

she blinks once, then blinks again.  “they are.. bright,” elsa agrees, though she’s somewhat confused.  “but how are they threatening?”  the confusion turns to concern with her next words.  “don’t tell me you’ve had tomatoes thrown at you before.”

most of the promises that adults had told dipper hadn’t turned out to be empty.  he’s been lied to, yes, but most of the promises he’s been made haven’t really been broken.  “i’m sorry,” is what he offers to her in response.  “what - what kind of promises did they make?”

noah had, admittedly, been surprised to see someone else from henrietta here, but he’s delighted that, of all his friends, it’s blue that’s here with him. he squeezes her hand back gently, a silent reassurance, before speaking. “of course you can. it might be hard but… i know you, and you can be happy without him.” he leans his head over, resting it on hers.

it comes as a bit of a surprise to the god, to see one of the avengers here, but they aren’t too bothered by it.  yet.  “i’m flattered that you think i’m powerful enough to get us out of here, miss romanoff, truly i am, but even i must admit,” a heavy sigh, over-dramatic, “that we are stuck here.”  green magic sparks at loki’s fingertips, useless and just for show, as they continue speaking.  “portals, teleportation spells - hel, i’ve clicked my heels together and said ‘there’s no place like home’ but i’m still here.”