[He lies! says the voice in his head, but Odinson knows it for a trick now. It is easy to resist the sweet pull of anger and violence as it tries desperately to remind him of all the terrible things Loki has done, all the lies he has told-
his shoulders lift as he sucks in a great breath, holding Loki against himself as he has longed to do for- oh, how long has it been? years. His brother is babbling apologies but they aren't important, not really.
They are both so far from how they were as children. He is not worthy, Loki has- been on his own journey. They are not the men they thought they would be. But they may yet have each other, a silver lining in this otherwise dark tale.]
I know, brother. [A hand cradles Loki's head. His composure is all but gone.] I am sorry, too.
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his shoulders lift as he sucks in a great breath, holding Loki against himself as he has longed to do for- oh, how long has it been? years. His brother is babbling apologies but they aren't important, not really.
They are both so far from how they were as children. He is not worthy, Loki has- been on his own journey. They are not the men they thought they would be. But they may yet have each other, a silver lining in this otherwise dark tale.]
I know, brother. [A hand cradles Loki's head. His composure is all but gone.] I am sorry, too.