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"Fascinating."

It is. He'd be interested in examining her blood.

"I might use the word inconvenient. Obviously it didn't last forever."

Natasha finally takes a cracker and some of the brie, though she has no enthusiasm for it. At some point, her lack of interest in food is going to become suspicious though.

"Obviously. Nothing does." Loki laughs quietly, shaking his head. "Inconvenient."

"Very inconvenient."

"I'm sure," and if his voice dips low, teasing, well.

Well.

"This amuses you." Maybe that was why he invited her here in the first place. It wasn't as though he didn't already know she was a killer, though.

"You fascinate me," he corrects, still smiling. "Is that so bad?"

"That depends what you do with things that fascinate you."

"Who says I need do anything at all?"

"Not doing something is still doing something, isn't it?"

"You, perhaps, may be overthinking things."

Loki presents the suggestion delicately--perhaps deceptively so. He doesn't expect her to miss it, though.

She shrugs, setting aside the last bite of her brie and cracker. She can't bring herself to finish it.

"Maybe. Professional hazard."

"I suppose it is."

Loki laughs, reaching out with long fingers to steal that last bite, popping it into his mouth.

"I'm kind of jealous of you being able to do that."

Loki raises an eyebrow, curious. "Do which, exactly?"

"Eat without feeling sick."

"Ah," he says, and it all makes sense. "It does help, I'll admit, that I am not exactly the same as what you are."

"I got that impression. But something similar."

"Something similar, yes."

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