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Loki sat on the couch in the living room, a book resting on his lap, he stared off into the distance just as someone stepped off of the elevator.

Clint took one step into the living room and spotted Loki then immediately turned around.

"Wait," Loki said, it would have been more softly, but Loki was one of the few people who knew Clint was almost deaf, and because he was facing away, wouldn't be able to read his lips so Loki spoke more loudly.

"Why?" Clint grunted, turning just slightly so he could see Loki and so Loki could see his glare.

"Because I will be here for a very long time and I would rather not have this carry on," he said honestly, "We must talk."

"We must do nothing," Clint snapped back, "You're an asshole and I hate you."

"Clearly, so much so you act much like a petulant child when I am attempting to apologize," Loki replied with a glare of his own.

"What did you just-wait…what?" Clint gaped at him now, "You were what…?"

"Do not make repeat myself," Loki said, crossing his arms over his chest and still glaring.

The other male was quite for a moment before he slowly started turning red, "What the hell thinks that just saying sorry will get you off the hook? You-"

"I know, Hawk, would you simply listen?" Loki snapped, throwing his hands up in exasperation, Clint's mouth shut with a snap. He walked over to the recliner and sat down in it, slouching, arms crossed and glaring.

Loki pursed his lips and waited for him to be seated, he took a moment and then finally opened his mouth, "You are resentful for the time in which you were under the Tesseract's influence, I do not blame you, it is not…a pleasant experience, I just wish you to know that all of the memories I gleaned access to…I vanished them from my own mind," he said, "I no longer remember, your thoughts are again your own. I am…sorry that we were acquainted in such a way, you are a proud warrior and for the short time we fought on the same side, I was grateful to your aid and prowess."

Clint had been holding his breath and didn't let it out until a minute after Loki had stopped speaking, then he frowned, "You think that's all it'll take me to forgive you?"

"I am not looking, nor asking for forgiveness, simply clearing the air, I did not want you to worry that I knew things I should not of you," Loki said, "Your resentment is called for, but tiring, I have had far too much of it in my life and I wish not to keep it here," he said and looked like he was about to say more, but didn't, "That is all."

Clint sighed, "Fine, whatever…just…fine," he grumbled, sitting up, he couldn't fault Loki for trying, even if he was still upset about it, he supposed he could get over it, eventually.

"I…it's not that you knew things it was just the act that I wasn't me, that you changed me so easily, you don't know how awful that is, how much that-"

Loki looked up at him, his green eyes blazing, "I do," Clint's mouth snapped shut. He didn't know what to say to that, but he gulped and opened his mouth anyway.

"Then why?"

"It made it easier for you to win," Loki said after what felt like forever, his eyes had so many other words that could have been said, passing through them, but instead he settled for those.

"What do you mean?"

"Make of it what you will, now excuse me, I would like to finish my book," he lifted it off of his lap and brought it to his face, effectively ignoring Clint.

Clint stared for a moment, but then stood and walked out, leaving Loki alone.