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“Where are you going?” Loki asked, looking up rather suddenly from his book. Sam felt abruptly self conscious.
“Um…the theater on seventh does weekly showings of old movies for five bucks? It’s kind of…a thing.” Jess had introduced him to it. Jess had always loved old movies, and she’d gotten Sam into it too, and going now was kind of like…
Yeah, Sam wasn’t going to finish that thought.
“Ah,” Loki said, and then dropped his gaze back to his book. “Enjoy yourself, I suppose.”
Sam hesitated. He wasn’t sure why. He still wasn’t sure that this had even been a good idea, that this roommate situation was going to work out or that he could live with this guy at all. But at the same time…he didn’t like it like this. Feeling like they were just circling each other. And Loki never seemed to do anything, didn’t seem to get out or have friends or…
Sam shifted. “Do you like old movies?”
Loki looked up again. He eyed Sam with that inscrutable gaze, and then shrugged. “I suppose. Some.” There was something peculiar about his expression, and when Sam pinned it down that decided him. Wary. Loki looked wary, like he was expecting Sam to pull some kind of nasty joke or something.
“Do you want to come with?” Sam asked, and Loki blinked, and there was for just a moment a look of genuine, total surprise on his face. Like he had expected nothing less, and found himself suddenly delighted by the offer, and Sam suddenly wondered why he hadn’t asked before.
“—would you mind company?” he asked, after a moment. Sam shook his head. Maybe it’d be nice. It wasn’t going with Jess, but-
Jess wouldn’t want him going alone and moping anyways. “No,” he said, not at all.”
Loki set down the book on the table and just looked at him for a long while. A very faint expression like a smile flickered around his mouth. Then he stood.
“Let me get my coat,” he said.