[ Besides the fact that Asgard has nine realms under their protection, all of which Loki neglected during his usurped rule... (You just plan to collect planets like trophies, don't you Loki? To call yours while you watch them gather dust.) ]
We have a realm. Earth.
[ Yes Earth, sorry for your lots brother. Maybe you shouldn't have made enemies of friendly planets on your first venture alone through space. Loki can bristle all he wants. Thor doesn't give him time to argue before insisting on the point. ]
And a people, Asgard. We were welcomed there after our ship landed. And when you and I are finished with this place, we'll return home where we belong.
[ Thor's never been good at lying, but he's gotten better at it quickly these past six years. He holds Loki's eyes steady now, daring his words to be questioned. Maybe Loki remembers more than he's letting on, or maybe he's lying about "a ship" entirely, but either way, if he isn't bringing Thanos or the stones into the conversation, then neither will Thor. It's kinder for them both that way.
He wants to turn the last line on Loki, say he's welcome to stay in this place if he'd rather. But the idea alone is like ash in Thor's throat, drying up the words. If Thor hadn't guilted Loki into returning to Asgard... If Loki had stayed on Sakaar instead, and not been there to release Surtur while Hela was distracted, not stolen the damned space stone... There are so many different paths they might've taken to avoid destruction, and none of them ending happily for them both. Why not imagine a better one for them? They should've made it to Earth, together. Whatever awaited Loki in New York couldn't have been worse than the fate he succumbed to in Thor's memory. ]
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We have a realm. Earth.
[ Yes Earth, sorry for your lots brother. Maybe you shouldn't have made enemies of friendly planets on your first venture alone through space. Loki can bristle all he wants. Thor doesn't give him time to argue before insisting on the point. ]
And a people, Asgard. We were welcomed there after our ship landed. And when you and I are finished with this place, we'll return home where we belong.
[ Thor's never been good at lying, but he's gotten better at it quickly these past six years. He holds Loki's eyes steady now, daring his words to be questioned. Maybe Loki remembers more than he's letting on, or maybe he's lying about "a ship" entirely, but either way, if he isn't bringing Thanos or the stones into the conversation, then neither will Thor. It's kinder for them both that way.
He wants to turn the last line on Loki, say he's welcome to stay in this place if he'd rather. But the idea alone is like ash in Thor's throat, drying up the words. If Thor hadn't guilted Loki into returning to Asgard... If Loki had stayed on Sakaar instead, and not been there to release Surtur while Hela was distracted, not stolen the damned space stone... There are so many different paths they might've taken to avoid destruction, and none of them ending happily for them both. Why not imagine a better one for them? They should've made it to Earth, together. Whatever awaited Loki in New York couldn't have been worse than the fate he succumbed to in Thor's memory. ]