There was a small laugh as Puck let himself topple, while Loki moved more sedately and gracefully. Joining the other, and moving in such a way that it was easy for Puck to curl up with him. And for him to curl himself around the other. Nuzzling white hair, and Loki brought a hand up to smooth through it as well. To occasionally brush ear in affection, but mostly against cheek and neck and hair.

"You have before, and I am still so very grateful for it."