Loki relaxes when Saori brushes his hair. Perhaps this is what it would be like if he had a mother. Well...he has one, but not the type of mother that embraces him and moves fingers through his hair.

"Time heals all wounds...," he replies, folding his hands over his stomach while looking up at Saori. "Perhaps I should contact her even though she is rather involved with avoiding me at all costs. And I seem to have some hidden talents when it comes to avoiding as well..."

He sighs briefly.

"We should discuss sleep-over plans instead."