Lia
Pulsar
- Joined
- Jan 14, 2009
Perking up, Loki stared at his lover critically. "Ollo, are you okay?" The brunette man moved over to the other and held his face in his hands, examining him. Something felt...off. And Loki could tell that their children were a little worried, too. They knew that their mother was more than absent minded, and had learned from a young age to not take any mishaps with names personally. This, though... This was weird. And Loki felt a little bad because beneath the worry for his husband's well being was a glimmer of joy with the knowledge that, maybe, the absent mindedness was gone...