[Loki releases Sherlocks arm when he stumbles back. No crack, no real damage, just winded. He sighed, irritated at the way this place held him back.
He meets Sherlocks gaze with an amused smile of his own, pleased to have sparked a reaction where the other failed. Proud, arrogant, stubborn, angry. Was this man also childish in his anger?
But there was defiance too. No fear, which if anything endeared Sherlock to him. Oh what Loki wouldn't give to have the sceptre returned to him. This man, this clever man could prove so useful. So entertaining and such fun.
]
Ah, ah. But that would end the game wouldn't it? [He laughs a little more watching the other struggle to simply breathe.]
You've got all these clues, my clever Holmes. Can you put them together? [He says, offering his hand to help Sherlock stand.]
No worries!
He meets Sherlocks gaze with an amused smile of his own, pleased to have sparked a reaction where the other failed. Proud, arrogant, stubborn, angry. Was this man also childish in his anger?
But there was defiance too. No fear, which if anything endeared Sherlock to him. Oh what Loki wouldn't give to have the sceptre returned to him. This man, this clever man could prove so useful. So entertaining and such fun.
]
Ah, ah. But that would end the game wouldn't it? [He laughs a little more watching the other struggle to simply breathe.]
You've got all these clues, my clever Holmes. Can you put them together? [He says, offering his hand to help Sherlock stand.]