[He's clearly not listening, and clearly can't figure out how the Grandmaster's clothes work, which is fine because they've barely made it a few steps inside anyway. Loki huffs, closing his eyes against a wave of dizziness and clinging onto the Grandmaster a little tighter to try and keep his balance.]
Need to sit. [And no, he isn't able to figure that out on his own.]
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[He frowns and moves on to tugging clumsily at the Grandmaster's clothes.] Don't want to talk about that.
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[He's clearly not listening, and clearly can't figure out how the Grandmaster's clothes work, which is fine because they've barely made it a few steps inside anyway. Loki huffs, closing his eyes against a wave of dizziness and clinging onto the Grandmaster a little tighter to try and keep his balance.]
Need to sit. [And no, he isn't able to figure that out on his own.]