[ Of course it couldn't be as easy as turning up and standing a few feet away until Loki was good and cured. Stephen uses the time it takes him to approach to move through a few more casting patterns, but that only buys a handful of seconds of progress before the god is a lot closer than is comfortable, grasping hands holding them both in place as Stephen's hover, charged with an in-progress spell, in the air either side of Loki.
(The magic protecting him from the love spell's hold runs vibrant under Loki's touch, ready to repel any magic thing that tries to pass through it.) ]
Sit down.
[ Firm without meaning to be cruel, meeting his gaze unflinchingly. The longer Loki's close like this the longer it'll take for him to cast the spell, but more than that (Please help I hate this please) he doesn't want him doing or saying anything he's going to regret. ]
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(The magic protecting him from the love spell's hold runs vibrant under Loki's touch, ready to repel any magic thing that tries to pass through it.) ]
Sit down.
[ Firm without meaning to be cruel, meeting his gaze unflinchingly. The longer Loki's close like this the longer it'll take for him to cast the spell, but more than that (Please help I hate this please) he doesn't want him doing or saying anything he's going to regret. ]