[ It's occurring to him now that like Raven, like Superman, like so many others he's known and fought beside, there may not really be much he can do to prevent Loki: God of Mischief, conjurer of sandwiches, from knowing exactly who Dick Grayson is the moment he runs into him out of uniform.
He doesn't know how to feel about that. He doesn't know what he can do about that possibility here, with no allies and no resources, which is the real problem at the root of all the others. There's too much here he doesn't understand. Too many variables at play. Trust is risky and painful and dangerous, when it isn't just his own secret to give away. His own safety to think about.
But does he stand a chance at getting out of here at all with no one standing by his side? ]
Tempting.
But the air of enthralling mystery would probably lose something. And I really think we have something here.
[ Mr. Air of Enthralling Mystery sure did just drop some mayonnaise on the front of his uniform. He fishes a neatly folded napkin out of another compartment with something less than perfect finesse, and offers Loki a spare. ]
no subject
He doesn't know how to feel about that. He doesn't know what he can do about that possibility here, with no allies and no resources, which is the real problem at the root of all the others. There's too much here he doesn't understand. Too many variables at play. Trust is risky and painful and dangerous, when it isn't just his own secret to give away. His own safety to think about.
But does he stand a chance at getting out of here at all with no one standing by his side? ]
Tempting.
But the air of enthralling mystery would probably lose something. And I really think we have something here.
[ Mr. Air of Enthralling Mystery sure did just drop some mayonnaise on the front of his uniform. He fishes a neatly folded napkin out of another compartment with something less than perfect finesse, and offers Loki a spare. ]