[ It's not quite guilt, this shame of his. His scheme of genocide, act of patricide -- an externalized form of self-hatred for the race he grew up regarding as monsters. If the Frost Giants cease to exist, well, they're simply one more enemy that Asgard has obliterated, one less threat to the realms, and no longer a breathing reminder of Loki's damned blood. He could've started the gears of dissociation, allow time to corrode the Asgardian memories of the Frost Giants as it did to the Dark Elves, but Thor...
...and Odin.
Their resistance to the plan still flabbergasts him.
As does Wanda's dogged reassurances. I am glad you found me. Her voice is as clear in his memory as the night she said so profound a remark. Recalling it now, Loki furrows his brows and parts his lips to speak, but the words of retaliation don't come. Instead, his shoulders droop in defeat. ]
You know, sometimes I've no idea what to do with you.
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...and Odin.
Their resistance to the plan still flabbergasts him.
As does Wanda's dogged reassurances. I am glad you found me. Her voice is as clear in his memory as the night she said so profound a remark. Recalling it now, Loki furrows his brows and parts his lips to speak, but the words of retaliation don't come. Instead, his shoulders droop in defeat. ]
You know, sometimes I've no idea what to do with you.