He was nervous, he wasn't going to deny it as he watched the man open the door that separated them from the little children; In front of him there was a somewhat large space full of colored fomi; a window gave light to the place, his breath caught when he looked at a little baby of about a year and a half old; his eyes were blue and his hair black.
- Einar? -
The baby simply smiled as he walked awkwardly to him, ending up in his arms; Loki could only hug the little boy and start crying while the baby laughed; Loki felt his soul return to his body when he had his son in his arms.
-what cute little horns-
Loki looked up as he looked at Tony who was smiling with the redhead in his arms. The older man picked up his baby while hugging his friend.
-thanks Tony, thanks-
-no of what horns; w
