[ The wetness on his shoulder feels real and Loki's thoughts begin to sharpen, gaining coherency. as he lifts his trembling arm to brush Thor's hair back. ]
You idiot. [It's muffled against Loki's shoulder and choked with tears. He reaches up and twists his fingers into Loki's hair beside his temple.] You brave, stupid...
[He lifts his head finally, blinking the tears from his eye and looking down at his brother. Alive, despite everything else. Thor's a mess himself, streaked with blood and dirt, brittle with emotion and pain.]
I thought he'd... [It's beyond him to even finish the sentence, knowing how close it had come.]
[Thor would never have thought to see the day Loki walked straight up to an enemy like that. Nor would he have thought it would be such a wrench to witness. He hangs his head a bit, resting his hand against Loki's cheek.]
[Thor shakes his head, mind already working despite the knocks received. He might not know Thanos as well as Loki does, but it didn't take him long to get the measure of the tyrant.]
No. Thanos got what he wanted from you. The Tesseract. He'll go after the other stones next.
[Heavily, the weight of grief and guilt dragging around his neck once again. Their ship destroyed. Half of the surviving Asgardians slaughtered. Heimdall, stabbed through the heart. If Loki had perished as well, Thor feels he would have died of anguish then and there. It's only by a thread of luck he still has his brother at all.
Thor's gaze sharpens, and he moves his hand down to squeeze Loki's shoulder lightly.]
Loki. Valkyrie took the rest of our people - they got away. She knows we were heading for Earth, and that's where two of the stones are!
[Sooner or later, Thanos would arrive on Earth. If the rest of the Asgardians went there too, they would be destroyed as quickly as those who just died on the Statesman. Along with everyone on Earth.
Thor swallows his own fear down in the face of Loki's.]
I won't ask you to come with me. But you have to tell me what you know. Please.
[ Loki looks down, shame filtering through his expression as he carefully lets go of Thor to close his hands into white-knuckled fists, bunched up on his lap. In a strangled tone. ]
[He hates asking this of his brother so soon after Thanos crushed his windpipe and left him for dead. But time will not wait for them, and they're rarely so lucky as to get any respite. His brow furrows, 'balance' seeming an ugly word for what the Titan just did to them.]
[ Loki straightens his back, attempting to inject any kind of confidence and nonchalance in his attitude. It doesn't quite work. ]
The Stones were the beginning. Chaotic pieces forged when the universe was born. They have the power to manipulate all aspects that build it together. Reality. Time. Space. Soul. Power. Mind.
[Thor sits back on his heels, absently touching his fingertips to his temple. Where the Power Stone had nearly burned a hole straight through his skull. He half-thinks traces of it are still in there, causing his thundering headache... but he knows the other pains and grief are enough to explain that.]
I remember some of the tales. No one being should have that much power over the universe.
[But how? Thor had brought all of his power to bear on Thanos, slammed the beast with lightning without reserve once his people had been killed. It did nothing. He needs something more to deal with something like this.]
Loki... [For the first time, he looks around at where they've ended up.] Where did you bring us?
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I'm here.
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None . . . of those sound like me . . .
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[He lifts his head finally, blinking the tears from his eye and looking down at his brother. Alive, despite everything else. Thor's a mess himself, streaked with blood and dirt, brittle with emotion and pain.]
I thought he'd... [It's beyond him to even finish the sentence, knowing how close it had come.]
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He was . . . always going to do it.
I just thought . . . it'd be better to do . . . on my own terms.
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He didn't succeed. You bested him.
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I did?
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He'll know. He'll find out.
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No. Thanos got what he wanted from you. The Tesseract. He'll go after the other stones next.
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[Heavily, the weight of grief and guilt dragging around his neck once again. Their ship destroyed. Half of the surviving Asgardians slaughtered. Heimdall, stabbed through the heart. If Loki had perished as well, Thor feels he would have died of anguish then and there. It's only by a thread of luck he still has his brother at all.
Thor's gaze sharpens, and he moves his hand down to squeeze Loki's shoulder lightly.]
And that's why I'm going to kill him.
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No. No, no. You can't.
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I — Don't do this. We don't have to do this.
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[Sooner or later, Thanos would arrive on Earth. If the rest of the Asgardians went there too, they would be destroyed as quickly as those who just died on the Statesman. Along with everyone on Earth.
Thor swallows his own fear down in the face of Loki's.]
I won't ask you to come with me. But you have to tell me what you know. Please.
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Fine. He seeks balance of all things.
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How do the stones help with that?
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The Stones were the beginning. Chaotic pieces forged when the universe was born. They have the power to manipulate all aspects that build it together. Reality. Time. Space. Soul. Power. Mind.
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I remember some of the tales. No one being should have that much power over the universe.
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As you can see, telling Thanos "no" rarely ends well.
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[But how? Thor had brought all of his power to bear on Thanos, slammed the beast with lightning without reserve once his people had been killed. It did nothing. He needs something more to deal with something like this.]
Loki... [For the first time, he looks around at where they've ended up.] Where did you bring us?
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It must be Midgard. I used Heimdall's last magical signature.
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Then he will come to us, whether we like it or not.
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I don't want — [ His voice breaks. ] — I don't want to die anymore.
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