[ Sneaky little bastard. Jim holds the gaze for a second or two before finally letting go of his wrists, huffing a chuckle and shaking his head as he turns back to the food. ]
I wouldn't. [ Pointing a finger at Loki, ] And none of that getting into my head crap, if that's somehow part of your abilities.
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I wouldn't. [ Pointing a finger at Loki, ] And none of that getting into my head crap, if that's somehow part of your abilities.