[Loki already looks so far gone, and it's fascinating. Had he really been so touch-starved? Even affection-starved? It might not take much to unwind him.

But it'll be fun, it'll be a distraction, they'll do it all again sometime, and in the meantime? In the meantime, he gets to see Loki with all the defenses down. It's a heady thought. Compounded by the way Loki drains his glass without so much as blinking.

He starts to drop his hands away, sliding over shoulders, over chest. Like previewing for himself what he'll soon get. Catches a hand in his when they start to drop away completely.]

Upstairs. I'll stay in your bed tonight. [A cheery little smile flits across his features. Staying in someone's bed with that person. It's a bit novel, for him.] And if we can't exhaust the nightmares away, we at least won't be alone with them.