"Oh, riiight." Now he's sure of himself again. "Right. Of course. You've been softened. Tamed. Taught a lesson. Love, just flowing through every vein, you'd never start a war just because someone said you couldn't do it."

There! There's another memory, so clear now. Sitting on the steps. If it's any consolation, I think you're right. About the frost giants, about everything. But there's nothing you can do about it without defying Father. And Thor's after it as soon as the words are out, all Loki had to do was sit and look So Surprised and say No, no. Just too easy.

It's so funny, and so clear--this must be the fever coming back, everything that he does remember is coming in almost more vividly than living it, brilliant colors and bright lights--that he can't help laughing. "...Oh, Thor." It turns into a cough.