[ Oh, good, she's about done with this as he is. Loki remains silent until the last few chords of harps and other such notes come to a close, then he is letting go of her hand to properly, formally bow. As expected of a prince. ]
A pleasure, my lady. I hope to never dance with you again.
[ He'll have to go search for Thor now. Oaf probably would be headed to the baths to trip and drown in. ]
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A pleasure, my lady. I hope to never dance with you again.
[ He'll have to go search for Thor now. Oaf probably would be headed to the baths to trip and drown in. ]