Loki had taken his helmet off, sighing a bit.. he was tired.. but he looked at you, connecting with you through telepathy, knowing you didn’t exactly like speaking out loud about your issues… he seemed to hum a bit, he was tired sure, but you came first to him.. He sighed, swallowing his pride as he gave you an offer that usually cheered you up..

“You can braid my hair if you wish..”