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Loki shook his head. “…Because, if you were in my place, you would have let him kill you rather than do his bidding. You would’ve chosen to die if escaping meant the deaths of… so many of those mortals you love so much.”
Thor stared at him, the moment stretching out so long that Loki seemed to visibly bristle under Thor’s stare. Thor finally shook his head, “You think far better of me than I deserve.”
“I’m not wrong,” Loki said challengingly.
“Yes.” Thor nodded once, emphatically. “Yes, Loki, you are.”
Loki scoffed and moved to turn away.
Thor grabbed him by his arms, “I would’ve let him kill me to spare them, but not out of some noble reason as you seem to believe! And if obeying his orders is what kept you alive then I’m glad of it!”
“You don’t mean that,” Loki gasped.
“Yes I do!” Thor insisted. “And if I were in your position and it were between all those lives and yours instead of my own, I would choose to let them all perish!” He paused for a beat as if the statement had come as a surprise to him, then his jaw set and he nodded. “If you judge me evil for that then so be it, but it is the truth.”
Loki stared in shock, watery eyes searching Thor’s face for some hint of falsehood before Thor’s intense, stubborn expression became too much. He cast his eyes to the floor, watching with a distant sense of surprise and embarrassment as a tear landed on the toe of Thor’s boot.
There was a long silence before Thor continued in a softer tone, “You pretend it did not matter to you, that it is only I who care, but I know you feel ashamed at what happened. I know this because it was always you who tried hardest to talk me down when I grew too hot headed; it was you by my side reminding me to stop and think. It was you trying to minimize the damage I caused, and you who watched over us all time and time again even when I was Hel-bent on glory… on revenge and destruction.”
Loki let out a strangled noise as if it physically pained him to be forced to listen to Thor recount his better qualities to him.
“I am grateful to you for all that you have done and know that you regret the harm you’ve caused.” Leaning forward, Thor tried to catch his brother’s eye, but Loki stubbornly lowered his head further, avoiding Thor’s gaze. “But I would not change anything if it meant losing you,” Thor continued, “and for that I am sorry, and sorry too for ever having doubted you. You would’ve found another way if you could. …It was an impossible situation.”
Loki was crying in earnest now, silently shaking - tense in a way that seemed to indicate how much he hated to hear any words absolving him of blame, and how much he needed to hear those very same words.
Cautiously, Thor wrapped his arms around Loki and rested his cheek against his hair.
