Alikia Tsuki
Tony let Loki take his hand, the urge to fidget fading slightly as he just ran his thumb back and forth over his skin. Loki’s promise that he didn’t want to be separated lifted some small weight that had fallen on his chest and he squeezed Loki’s hand slightly. “me too.” He admitted. Free hand lifting, he absently massaged the around his reactor as he listened to Loki’s steady breaths. Ever so slowly his anxiety ebbed away and he sank into the bed a little more, finding the moment to be rather peaceful, despite what had led up to it. “Sorry you have to deal with a half-crazy mate.” He apologized lightly, his tone light despite his words. Having the attention span of a gnat and the mountain of anxiety bottled up made him difficult to deal with for even short periods of time, yet Loki never seemed to care.