[ loki smiles blandly. it's a nice idea. it's just not true. it'll never be true. he wants to tell thor everything. he wanted to say sorry. he wanted to go home. all these words ached in his chest but thor had no idea.
and he couldn't. he was already the instrument of his own demise. he didn't want to ruin this too. even if it was inevitable. even if it was coming.
no subject
and he couldn't. he was already the instrument of his own demise. he didn't want to ruin this too. even if it was inevitable. even if it was coming.
he's alone. it hits him solidly in his heart. ]
Of course. Who can stay against us?