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    “Hey,”

    Loki would have jumped if he could. 

    “You need to eat,”

    For once, his body did what he wanted and turned around to see who the speaker was. It’d been a long time since that had happened. 

    It was the archer. 

    Clint, wasn’t it?

    The one the Sceptre had taken control of, along with him. 

    Of course, he had no idea that Loki was under its influence as well as him, and hated it just as much as he must. But there was no way for even a word to escape Loki’s lips about it, not while his body was not his own. 

    OR: In which Loki is hungry, Clint, even mind controlled, recognizes someone who needs food, and Thanos is trying to ruin everything, but we don't care about him, do we?
    (written for the whumptober prompt Enemy To Caretaker)

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