[Idly tracing patterns in the sand.] sws * ssws

[Healing a wound on his shoulder] SWS * SSWS

I suppose I can try it.

Does no one mourn the wicked? sws * ssws

Guess who's baaaccckkk. Sorry for disappearing without warning. Now back to your regularly scheduled Loki.

[Sharpening his throwing knives, humming softly.] sws * ssws

I'm being sincere! [For once, anyway.]

Truth meme

There's nothing wrong with my mind!

sws * ssws

[Pacing, troubled, lost in his thoughts.] SWS * SSWS

[In a healing room, resting quietly.]

Such sentimentality. It's nothing but foolishness.