[Who tries to reason with monster bugs. They're bugs, they can't even appreciate a good quip, let alone a measured argument. This is why you need yanking around by the hood. Which is...surprisingly difficult, at first. Jeez. Someone's been eating his Wheaties. But Loki takes a hint, and that's enough to get them out of the danger zone before things get—
...well. Awkward, mostly.]
Guess there really is someone for everyone. [Bug romance. Gross. They're safe from the crossfire, on the sidelines—they're also locked in, but surely between the two of them that'll be a non-issue. Once the coast is clear—so they're also...stuck. Jason gives the bars a rattle to be sure they're secure before letting go of the door to rake his hair away from his eyes.] Now what?
[This was your plan, bud. Surely you were going somewhere with this.]
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...well. Awkward, mostly.]
Guess there really is someone for everyone. [Bug romance. Gross. They're safe from the crossfire, on the sidelines—they're also locked in, but surely between the two of them that'll be a non-issue. Once the coast is clear—so they're also...stuck. Jason gives the bars a rattle to be sure they're secure before letting go of the door to rake his hair away from his eyes.] Now what?
[This was your plan, bud. Surely you were going somewhere with this.]