Re: Spectator benches - Blank & Loki
Blank knew the original meaning of it as well, and where it had morphed to. His once solemn look turned a little bit joyous, a smile cracking through the frame. Though he paused for a moment, the smile widening a little. Was it that easy to get a rile from the God Of Mischief?
"It's hard not to know who you are, Loki." There was no sarcasm, no malice, only serenity behind how Blank spoke. "No.. No, you misunderstand me. Neither Scarlet nor I are 'Christians.' No. What we want from you as Godfather is to be there in Reeve's life. And, to be able to take care of him should anything happen to the two of us.... To be part of our family." Blank's face went solemn again, he knew he was speaking to Loki, through an illusion.