[ Sentiment burns his throat like fire. Loki has already flayed parts of himself alive, in the face of death. And yet, a part of him recoils at his own offer. Ava was the only person he ever offered such a thing and it still stung to see her depart. He would have thought such wounds would close in the face of absolution.
But he's never had much luck with inner peace. ]
But only, I imagine, to those who have experienced it.
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[ Sentiment burns his throat like fire. Loki has already flayed parts of himself alive, in the face of death. And yet, a part of him recoils at his own offer. Ava was the only person he ever offered such a thing and it still stung to see her depart. He would have thought such wounds would close in the face of absolution.
But he's never had much luck with inner peace. ]
But only, I imagine, to those who have experienced it.