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Int. Jane's Office...
I am ashamed to admit that the first thought I have is one laced with anger, threaded around violent confusion. Why, Loki? And as the tale unfurls from the lips of my friends, I am shocked even more at each accusation they make of you. Surely, they have been misinformed. You couldn't have done this-you wouldn't have!
But when the Destroyer comes, I know they spoke the truth.
Brother, what has happened to you? How have I wronged you? I wish you would tell me what I have done to make you think that you had to act this way. You are no longer the younger brother I grew up with; the brother I sparred with and played with. I don't know you anymore, and I don't understand.
Do you hate me, Brother? For my talents? Because I am to inherit the throne? I cannot change who I am. I never expected you to be anyone other than who you are. When I am pleading with the Destroyer to end this madness that has befallen the small town that has opened it's arms to me, I am speaking to you.
And when I am laying on the ground shortly after, I am thinking of Jane...and I am thinking of you, and all I can really articulate before I fade to black is...
Why?