Loki eyes the swings, then Ravage, and gives a little shake of his head. "I doubt it. They're rated for up to 700 pounds, but I'm not even sure your frame would fit in the seats."
"Something to work on for later, perhaps. A bench swing strong enough to hold Megatron, perhaps..."
He's going to have to work on that, as well as places for Harley and for Megatron, and possibly a studio for Ian so he doesn't feel left out...
"It's in my nature to overthink, I'm afraid," Loki says with a little shake of his head. "I can only try. Soundwave is welcome here, as well."
"Do you want me to ask him over, or do you want to talk about the thing I'm going to tell him tomorrow in private? I'm fine with either." Ravage smiles. "You and Megatron in a bench swing together would be adorable. But you'd have to find a way to balance his mass, or have him sit exactly in the middle, with someone else on the other side."
There's a sort of golden shimmer around him, there then gone. Like a wave from a very recent acquaintance, who's decided she'd like to be friends, but has places to be.
"I want...to be with a friend, and feel safe," Loki admits softly. "To that end, either of the above would be all right. I at least feel as though I can offer you some advice about the matters of ritual and divinity."
And that golden shimmer is strangely reassuring.
He snorts at the comment about balancing Megatron's mass, though. "Hello, I'm still a shapeshifter," he points out. "Matching his mass is something I'm consciously working on, but I'm trying to build up to it slowly so it doesn't hurt. He wouldn't thank me for injuring myself."
"Alternatively, I could just have him sit in the center and then myself in his lap."
Ravage pads over to Loki on four feet and lies down by the swing, putting her head on Loki's knee very gently.
"None of us wants you to injure yourself. Why do you feel unsafe?" She looks up at him with wide red optics. "If it's because of Soundwave and Megatron...you know Megatron loves you more than anything, right? And Soundwave loves Megatron, but I'm his spark mate. If you don't want them to do it you should tell them, because I think they really want to. It's okay if you're not okay with it yet."
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"Something to work on for later, perhaps. A bench swing strong enough to hold Megatron, perhaps..."
He's going to have to work on that, as well as places for Harley and for Megatron, and possibly a studio for Ian so he doesn't feel left out...
"It's in my nature to overthink, I'm afraid," Loki says with a little shake of his head. "I can only try. Soundwave is welcome here, as well."
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There's a sort of golden shimmer around him, there then gone. Like a wave from a very recent acquaintance, who's decided she'd like to be friends, but has places to be.
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And that golden shimmer is strangely reassuring.
He snorts at the comment about balancing Megatron's mass, though. "Hello, I'm still a shapeshifter," he points out. "Matching his mass is something I'm consciously working on, but I'm trying to build up to it slowly so it doesn't hurt. He wouldn't thank me for injuring myself."
"Alternatively, I could just have him sit in the center and then myself in his lap."
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"None of us wants you to injure yourself. Why do you feel unsafe?" She looks up at him with wide red optics. "If it's because of Soundwave and Megatron...you know Megatron loves you more than anything, right? And Soundwave loves Megatron, but I'm his spark mate. If you don't want them to do it you should tell them, because I think they really want to. It's okay if you're not okay with it yet."