I was already bruised. [With a wicked black eye and smaller, more faded purple and yellow marks dotting his face, likely more where that came from hidden underneath his clothes.] But I don’t think he did any damage.
[Well, that sure is a way to shift the mood. Jason assumes Loki’s sadness that the cloak is picking up on is because of him, though he still doesn’t understand why. He hadn’t even died this time, just left and came back without any memory of their friendship. Surely, he thinks, that can’t be any great loss, and yet that thought does nothing to soothe the twist of guilt he feels burrowing deep in his gut.
Slowly and carefully, with great effort taken to not overextend his injuries, Jason climbs to his feet and crosses the floor toward Loki, coming to a halt once he’s caught up to the godling.]
For what it’s worth, Loki, I’m sorry I can’t be who you want me to be.
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[Well, that sure is a way to shift the mood. Jason assumes Loki’s sadness that the cloak is picking up on is because of him, though he still doesn’t understand why. He hadn’t even died this time, just left and came back without any memory of their friendship. Surely, he thinks, that can’t be any great loss, and yet that thought does nothing to soothe the twist of guilt he feels burrowing deep in his gut.
Slowly and carefully, with great effort taken to not overextend his injuries, Jason climbs to his feet and crosses the floor toward Loki, coming to a halt once he’s caught up to the godling.]
For what it’s worth, Loki, I’m sorry I can’t be who you want me to be.