A click is a subtle sound, in the grand scheme of things. Innocuous. It can be from anything: a pin dropping, for example. One would think that all clicks would sound roughly the same.
No. There's something about a gun that is unmistakeable.
Loki goes still, the muscles in the back of his neck immediately knotted. (He doesn't freeze, exactly, but shifts into some deeper stillness, combination of tension and extremely careful relaxation.) Both of his hands are visible, on the table.
"Not to my knowledge," he says, in soft and careful tones. His eyes flick to the side, and his head turns, slow enough not to provoke a reaction. He doesn't recognize her immediately, but the next time his eyes close for a blink, the memories rise like acid in his gullet. He's dreamed about her, yes. He remembers. The god in him remembers. He takes a breath to say her name, but thinks better of it.
I am! I was on vacation, hence delay. <33
No. There's something about a gun that is unmistakeable.
Loki goes still, the muscles in the back of his neck immediately knotted. (He doesn't freeze, exactly, but shifts into some deeper stillness, combination of tension and extremely careful relaxation.) Both of his hands are visible, on the table.
"Not to my knowledge," he says, in soft and careful tones. His eyes flick to the side, and his head turns, slow enough not to provoke a reaction. He doesn't recognize her immediately, but the next time his eyes close for a blink, the memories rise like acid in his gullet. He's dreamed about her, yes. He remembers. The god in him remembers. He takes a breath to say her name, but thinks better of it.