Loki felt his Eric's hand with his, a gentle squeeze that felt missed all this time. Lifting his head, the raven haired male watched his lover bring his hand to his lips, a soft kiss placed which his smile grew and his heart beating with love and happiness that he felt once again. The cold was of course natural though noticed Eric's movements with his hand, his own hand mimicking and matched him in the still high five of which just tickled him. Loki said nothing for he just let the comfortable silence take over between them. Letting his concentration go, his hand lost the usual skin tone that Eric was so use to, show his heritage. It was just how comfortable he felt, glad they no longer felt so distant. Though made sure to not go too far for who else was around. Eric knew what he was. He remember him hearing about it the same time Loki learned the truth about himself.