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"You don't have to sleep alone," Angrboða said. "Come back here."
Loki looked up at her again, not sure it was the best idea. Even if he weren't too exhausted to do anything, the children slept in the next bed. He was already preparing to try to go to sleep frustrated, and wasn't exactly in the mood to make it worse.

"I'd hate to be in the way if they should return home," Loki said.

"If they return home, we can move elsewhere," Angrboða said.

Loki silently cursed himself, absolutely failing to come up with a single other excuse. He was weak, and was going to spend his night restless and frustrated over an inability to say no. He stood and climbed back into bed, trying to find his way under the pile of furs and blankets. He was used to having Fenrir in bed with him, and sleeping in a realm that was often too warm to sleep comfortably to begin with. Once he figured it out, he lay back and immediately closed his eyes. Unable to find any other place for his hands, Loki rested them on his stomach. A moment later he opened his eyes and looked toward the lantern on the table between the two beds, but found he was not bothered enough by it to snuff it out.

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