[ There's an odd feeling of the violation of privacy in Wanda witnessing the Asgardian loathing of Frost Giants that Loki wouldn't have predicted. It makes an otherwise routine discrimination just a little more uncomfortable -- a little more personal. He finds himself frowning, particularly when the boy pitches teamwork -- an altogether familiar scene from his and Thor's youth -- but it is when Wanda rubs his arm that he stiffens.
What else could this be but an attempt to comfort? Why? Pity, he decides, and hardens his heart. Only after the purchase concludes and they've taken several steps away from the table does he break his silence. ]
You delved into their thoughts, didn't you, [ he murmurs; it is not a question. The book -- to learn more. An opportunity to learn in the moment -- how could she pass it up? ]
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What else could this be but an attempt to comfort? Why? Pity, he decides, and hardens his heart. Only after the purchase concludes and they've taken several steps away from the table does he break his silence. ]
You delved into their thoughts, didn't you, [ he murmurs; it is not a question. The book -- to learn more. An opportunity to learn in the moment -- how could she pass it up? ]