Adia has assessed Loki well; he does not want sympathy. If he did, he could confess much more now, tell them about the torture the Black Order put him through to secure his cooperation, about Thanos' taunts, about his last moments. But Loki's need for power is such, he would rather be seen as a villain than a victim. Some truths will emerge, sooner or later, perhaps, but for now he sees her look at him, and his glance in return is cool and opaque. He does not want compassion, would sooner burn himself to the ground than accept pity, but he needs his story told, his word spread. If there is inherent strength to be gained from human belief, it may as well start here.
So, he says no harsh words to her, merely gives a faint jerky nod and turns his attention back to Thor. "I know," he agrees. "What you will choose."
"Brother. You have heard my counsel. I encourage you to heed it." Arms folding across his chest in a gesture of insecurity, he swallows hard, uncomfortably, and adds: "This you must know. Thanos and his followers, the Black Order, travel from world to world and slaughter half of the population, without mercy, indiscriminately. They believe the universe lacks the resources to support the immense burden of life that has sprung from it, and they take it upon themselves to cull the herd."
"They care not for the fall of a civilization, the shattering of a planet. They...care not. For nothing." As cold and implacable and soulless as a force of nature. He tried so hard to get there, himself, and it seems he must have fallen somewhere halfway in between that and the child Frigga raised.
Thor is the antithesis of that, though. Whether he can stand against Thanos, Loki doubts, but he will surely try.
He looks at Adia again, gaze more cordial once more. Yeah, okay, he's a little miffed that Thor is taking over his conversation and that the levity is very much at an end. Yeah, he's disappointed to lose this woman's attention, half wants to take her by the arm, as he would have grabbed a prized toy as a boy, to drag it away from Thor's grasp. But this is serious, and he will hold his silver tongue for now.
"Yes. If you are able to aid him in this request, do so. I would speak with you again..." And that's not a request, it's more or less a command. "...but it can wait. Time is more precious to Thor, for now."
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So, he says no harsh words to her, merely gives a faint jerky nod and turns his attention back to Thor. "I know," he agrees. "What you will choose."
"Brother. You have heard my counsel. I encourage you to heed it." Arms folding across his chest in a gesture of insecurity, he swallows hard, uncomfortably, and adds: "This you must know. Thanos and his followers, the Black Order, travel from world to world and slaughter half of the population, without mercy, indiscriminately. They believe the universe lacks the resources to support the immense burden of life that has sprung from it, and they take it upon themselves to cull the herd."
"They care not for the fall of a civilization, the shattering of a planet. They...care not. For nothing." As cold and implacable and soulless as a force of nature. He tried so hard to get there, himself, and it seems he must have fallen somewhere halfway in between that and the child Frigga raised.
Thor is the antithesis of that, though. Whether he can stand against Thanos, Loki doubts, but he will surely try.
He looks at Adia again, gaze more cordial once more. Yeah, okay, he's a little miffed that Thor is taking over his conversation and that the levity is very much at an end.
Yeah, he's disappointed to lose this woman's attention, half wants to take her by the arm, as he would have grabbed a prized toy as a boy, to drag it away from Thor's grasp. But this is serious, and he will hold his silver tongue for now.
"Yes. If you are able to aid him in this request, do so. I would speak with you again..." And that's not a request, it's more or less a command. "...but it can wait. Time is more precious to Thor, for now."