True to his word, Loki wound himself around Puck once more. The bed was very nice, with multiple pillows and a variety of blankets. Long enough too, to accommodate Loki if he stretched out. "I do like my alone time too, but I've always craved more pleasant physical affection when I can get it. Especially with lovers." Loki buried his face against Puck's hair, the smile turning a little sad. "I could tell myself it meant things, and it was a balm against the feeling of not belonging. Comforting little lies to myself even though I knew they weren't true."

There was a shrug of his shoulders. "You're different. But I've tried to show you that, and I'm still figuring out all the ways." There was a kiss against the silver-white strands. "Also...if you're curious. My actual last name, properly, would be Laufeyson. I've never claimed that one though. I have claimed Odinson briefly. It is, I suppose, what I would consider to be the more 'true' of my last names, as Odin did raise me. But as you've seen, I prefer not to use my last name overall."