Loki and Open
Blank was not the only one trapped in sadness. Loki's mood had taken a melancholy turn. For years now the life he had been prepared for had been gone. When he was on the station, the awareness of it was slowly starting to dwindle. But here it was something different. It was a deep ingrained longing for times that would never come.
His eyes twitched to the other man as Blank had decided to join him. He gave a nod in greeting before his eyes fell once more on his family's realm.