"Why...why did you try to save me back on the assembly line?" I ask.

"I tried to picture my life without you, but I couldn't." Loki said. I planted a kiss on the side of Loki's cheek, without another word, feeling turned on by his reply. "Why...that is unexpected."

"Agreed," I said.

"Is anything else you've lied to me about?" Loki asks.

"Yes," I said. "My age."

"So you're not thirty-eight." Loki said.

"Six hundred twenty-one," I said.

Loki's glare is 'are you kidding?'.

"You're six hundred twenty-one." Loki said. "And you've acted so convinced about being a Midgardian that you fooled me."

I frown.

"I didn't fool you." I said. "I was..." I sigh. "Left to believe that."

Loki looks a bit curious.

"Go on," Loki said.

"My father, he too, is a Rock Giant." I said. "So is my mother and my brother. My father in a way is a master of it."

"Is this why you hate magic?" Loki asks. "Because of your father?"

"I don't understand your question," I said. "Speak in English.""

"I am speaking English!" Loki said.

"Simple, understandable, and easy wording." I said.

"You were jealous of his power and tried to mimic his magic." Loki said.I stare back at him, feeling 'wow, that's a stupid move I would never do' while experiencing relief that it wasn't the case.

"No," I said flat out. "That is not it."

"Then tell me why you suddenly don't like magic because of him." Loki said.

"The memories we hold prized can be taken away." I said. "And the new ones can be taken away, too, leaving the person to believe a lie that is not true for another hundred years."

There's a pause between us.

"Is there anything else I need to know?" Loki asks.

"Depends," I said. "The whole Metacla thing or my past."

"How many men have you fooled?" Loki asks.

"...You mean swooned," I said. "I swooned over...a thousand men; maybe more." Loki's reaction turns into a 'seriously' kind of one to which I nodded. "Off then on, off then on, on and then off."

"I get the point." Loki said.

"Well; one day, one of them died in my arms." I said. "And I..." It made sense to me why I refused to have a partner on many of my jobs. "Stopped that flicker for a long time."

"Why has that switch flipped again?" Loki asks.

"It depends if the other room's switch has flipped for the other," I said.

"I have, Emily." Loki said.

I blush feeling my cheeks warming up.

"Since we're alone...." Loki said. "And this feels romantic; why not make out?"

I blink staring at Loki.

"Loki, you're underage!" I said. "You are a minor."

Loki lightly puts a finger on my lips.

"That is where you are wrong, Emily." Loki said, taking his finger off. "I am not a minor."

"Are too," I argue back.

"Emily, you're with a man who's older than you." Loki said. "Would you feel better if you imagined me as an adult?"

I smile at the thought.

"Yes," I said. "I would feel less disgusted."

"If it's any consolation," Loki said. "No one can see us when we're on a boat heading to Mexico."

I brought Loki into a warm kiss. The moon and the stars are our witnesses that we did in fact have a night of our own together landed into a room with a queen sized bed and had the time of our lives. God is Loki quite the lover. I should have learned long ago that going to my father wouldn't solve everything in fact it just lead to me falling for Loki in quite a wild ride.

And for that I am in love with Loki.

Also Loki has a pretty great boat that doesn't make me feel seasick.