Loki & Open
He was sick of hiding. While the concept of friendship had never appealed to him, he did enjoy mingling. He was good at mingling. A wedding was usually not the place he would make an appearance at. But this station was void of anything interesting to attend and Ms Sully had been so insistent that everyone. It would almost have been impolite not to come. Now he could not be impolite, could he?
The god was hovering near the food table and lazily selected the best looking fruits onto a plate. Enough for both him and his woman.