Loki did not move, yet merely stared into her eyes, "He is not your real father." She merely blinked.
"I do not care. I love him as such and he loves me, what more is there to it?" He pondered her words, once having thought the same about his own situation.
"So you say, but does he know what you are, what you have done?" He didn't expect the small gleeful grin she gave him.
"He does, and he loves me all the same." He frowned not liking the way she lit up, he wanted to make her sad again, to make her like him.
"What of the others, you're clearly hiding it from them, would your 'friends' still accept you for who and what you are?" He turned his eyes to gaze at the curious gazes of the others behind her, "To know you killed so many, caused so many deaths, so much destruction… would they still call you their friend?" He smirked as they all looked at the young woman, who had frozen stiff at his words.
Kagome felt anger bubble up inside her, she knew he would take a low blow if given the chance, but it still got to her. How dare he tell them those things? They were her secrets to tell them if she so chose. She glared darkly at him, letting a bit of her power seep into the glass and smirked as his hands sizzled and he pulled away, wincing in pain.
"I would thank you to keep such knowledge to yourself. It is mine to give out when I so see fit." She leveled him with a cold glare as he sat on the floor and laughed up at her.
"You're scared of their reactions! For someone who speaks of hope and love, you are so scared of being cast out!" He placed his hands on the ground, ignoring the way they throbbed in protest, and leaned back, tossing his head up as he laughed.
Kagome reigned in her anger and sighed resting her forehead on the glass, "At least I am not afraid to admit I want to be loved, to be accepted… unlike you. You want to be loved and accepted so badly that you lash out because you think yourself so unworthy of it, even though you are."
She didn't flinch as he stood up and slammed his hands on the glass, banging his head into the glass in front of hers. A light stinging in his now black eyes as they watered slightly, her words touching something inside of him – something he thought he had killed, "We are so alike, yet so different…"
She merely gazed at him, "It's scary, isn't it?"
He gave a low chuckle, "It is… fear not, you shall be reunited with your precious 'Father' sooner than you think." He grinned as a loud explosion rocked the flying fortress.
He laughed as his brother ran forward and pulled her from his cage, his gaze on her form as she was dragged out of the room with the loud alarms going off.
"So alike… if only things were different." He grinned happily as the chaos around him began, his plan, though hitched, was still going along perfectly.
He would be king of this world sooner or later.