[ There's a seasickness in his gut as Thor reveals the wealth of his misadventures but one thing stands out, never really specified but implied. And it makes Loki feel even queasier. ]
Your sister Hela?
[ Okay, so. That all sounds like Ragnarok, but. ]
That can't ... be right.
[ It's self-indulgent not to coo and whimper over Thor's obvious distress but frankly they have a while to get to that, those anxieties and scars aren't going anywhere. Loki isn't selfless enough to ignore the twist of distaste that forces its way across his features to reveal, inadvertently but hopelessly, that Hela is definitely no direct (at least, not by blood) relation to him. ]
Father must be fooling you, how would ... ? And he can't die. He's father.
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Your sister Hela?
[ Okay, so. That all sounds like Ragnarok, but. ]
That can't ... be right.
[ It's self-indulgent not to coo and whimper over Thor's obvious distress but frankly they have a while to get to that, those anxieties and scars aren't going anywhere. Loki isn't selfless enough to ignore the twist of distaste that forces its way across his features to reveal, inadvertently but hopelessly, that Hela is definitely no direct (at least, not by blood) relation to him. ]
Father must be fooling you, how would ... ? And he can't die. He's father.