let me hold both your hands (in the holes of my sweater)

They have a sweatshirt that they both lay claim to — a bit big and off-the-shoulder on Sylvie and tight around the arms on Loki — and a tie-dyed t-shirt splashed with shades of purple, pink and blue. Sylvie picks up a pair of jogging pants off the floor for sparring, and she gives no thought as to whether they’re actually clean or not, let alone who they originally belonged to.(Sylvie’s armor is still home for her, but she has to admit that Migardian fashion is starting to grow on her.)