"Brother," Thor said, and Loki yelped and flung the spindle into the air; Thor just managed to catch it with one hand, and keep him from falling off his rock with the other. "I haven't been able to startle you in ages," he said, laughing as he righted Loki, and wondered even as he laughed: the sound felt easy in his throat.
"Yes, well," Loki said, laying down the spindle, "I wasn't expecting you. You'll be hungry."
"I am," Thor said emphatically. He sat down and turned his face up to the sun's warmth as Loki rose and went to a small stone cache built against the side of the cliff to take out food: flat cakes of journeybread and dried meat, and clay bowls full of preserves. Thor stretched long and pleasurably, yawning. "How long have I slept?"
"One hundred and twenty-six years," Loki said, laying down the food.
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Date: 2016-04-03 09:37 am (UTC)"Yes, well," Loki said, laying down the spindle, "I wasn't expecting you. You'll be hungry."
"I am," Thor said emphatically. He sat down and turned his face up to the sun's warmth as Loki rose and went to a small stone cache built against the side of the cliff to take out food: flat cakes of journeybread and dried meat, and clay bowls full of preserves. Thor stretched long and pleasurably, yawning. "How long have I slept?"
"One hundred and twenty-six years," Loki said, laying down the food.