There was no explanation for her quiet words that Loki could see but as a continuation of the current conversation at hand. She had said as much, hadn't she, of the long years of effort and thought that had been put into the details of the marriage being discussed.

But her words did not match the expression on her face, didn't explain why her skin paled so quickly. His anger did not ruin his ability to read the changes in her. It anything, it made him that much more keen.

"What truth?" He asked, his voice dropping in volume but not in intensity. "What truth could make what you've presented to me any more favorable?"