[ Loki's infuriated yell as Stephen is flown away by the cloak echoes off the trees and she paces, back and forth, gripping her hair until she wends her way to lean against a tree. With Stephen absent it's easier to think, to gasp at how awful what she did was in attempting to influence his free will, and she covers her face to cry a little in frustration.
When her phone goes off, she takes a few deep breaths before reading the name and answering in a shaken voice wholly unlike the coercive power of before. ]
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When her phone goes off, she takes a few deep breaths before reading the name and answering in a shaken voice wholly unlike the coercive power of before. ]
... Are you okay?