How could he accept her words when she had revealed herself full of such deception? Such manipulation. As well versed as Loki was in both, he could see it for nothing less and it was the greatest form of betrayal he could fathom and it turned the splintered pieces of his heart as cold as the frost she claimed he had been born from.
He was so tired suddenly, as if her question had done nothing less than carve out of him the bright, painfully vicious passion in which his words had been spoken, hollowed him out and left behind naught but an echo of what had been there. Numbness his brain supplied for him, and perhaps it was a blessing in disguise, a defense mechanism to shield him from the torture of her truths that would surely be his undoing.
"I know not what I think of you in this moment." He barely registered the first tear spill from his eyes, as if to make up for the distance already put between them by his tone, but his refusal to go to her. He made no attempt to brush the wetness from his cheek and if more decided to follow that track down his skin, he does not notice them. "For if it is in your love for me that you bring to me these burdens, I confess I cannot feel it."
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Date: 2014-01-20 06:42 pm (UTC)He was so tired suddenly, as if her question had done nothing less than carve out of him the bright, painfully vicious passion in which his words had been spoken, hollowed him out and left behind naught but an echo of what had been there. Numbness his brain supplied for him, and perhaps it was a blessing in disguise, a defense mechanism to shield him from the torture of her truths that would surely be his undoing.
"I know not what I think of you in this moment." He barely registered the first tear spill from his eyes, as if to make up for the distance already put between them by his tone, but his refusal to go to her. He made no attempt to brush the wetness from his cheek and if more decided to follow that track down his skin, he does not notice them. "For if it is in your love for me that you bring to me these burdens, I confess I cannot feel it."