CountFig

"We are sure it is mine?"

He clears his throat uncomfortably shrugging.

"Um...."

Loki looks around. "Erm....." uh-oh

Loki stares at Ezmarelda. This doesn't seem so great....

Loki stares at her wondering.

"If you want to."

"Hmmm."

(( Lol puking remem why bella? ))

"Dear, you know what I'm asking." He stares at her evenly.

Loki laughs tenderly. "You aren't sick are you."

"Yes. It serves it's purpose well."

"I cannot keep you warm but a fire can." He walks over to a midievil looking fireplace snaps his fingers and a warm fire starts to glow.

(Nudge?)

Granted but it never lays the way you want it to. I wish I wasn't such an insomniac.