dear_mun | Tumblr broke his brain for the umpteenth time.

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Tumblr broke his brain for the umpteenth time.

I'm at a loss for words here, mun. Something like this simply would not happen. I know you had hopes, your mindspace practically screams them at me sometimes, but it's just not feasible.

I couldn't take the risk of something going wrong. Which means it'd have to be very, very safe, and slow, and downright boring. Certainly nothing like... well, that. Besides, I don't even own that many necklaces, and...

I mean, I'm not actually thinking about it. I'm only pointing out how things would go if, hypothetically speaking, we ventured into a relationship beyond professional. Which we wouldn't, except as friends, and I think we already are.

No, I don't mean friends with-- actually, I'm not going to finish that statement. Discussion is over.

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Aye, t'is no wonder I am known as the bravest of Odin's warriors, as I live under the threat of more than one Ragnarok at any given time.

The bravest? My, my, how highly the Valiant thinks of himself today!

Am I not the Lion of Asgard?

[Oh you had to go there.]

Only because your overwhelming, voluminous hair is reminiscence of a lion's mane. A male lion does not hunt, you know.

...perhaps that is why you and your wife are such a beautiful match.

Hmph! The lion does however, defend his pride and land to his last breath.

Perhaps at the next feast I should do more like a Lion and leave you only scraps.

You say that as though you leave anything behind at a feast. You would sooner hide those scraps beneath your helm for later than toss them at a starving dog.