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Dozens of eyes--some even real--followed Steve as he walked in, half a step behind Loki to remind them both he'd be doing the talking. A figure dressed in lavender robes waited for them to draw nearer before speaking. "Since when does Loki consort with Captain America?"
"Since it came to benefit me," Loki answered; Steve heard the condescending smile without looking. Loki could betray him here if he wanted to, kill him and make a new plan. "I've found he makes an excellent distraction."
He was giving the signal. For a few more minutes, they were a team.