(For the very first time, Loki doubts, just faintly, that he is really himself. It's a thought process that goes like this:
Ha, Thor missed me. Did I miss Thor? No, he's so predictable that you can always just imagine yourself a Thor to argue with, you don't need a real Thor.
Except he can't remember spending nearly a year arguing with Thor in his head.
...Well, that's wormholes for you, right? Do funny things with time. You Thor, me Loki.
Me Loki.)
Loki (who is definitely 100% Loki, glad we sorted that out) realizes he's been silent a little too long, thinking a little too long, staring down at the buildings a little too long. He shakes himself and laughs. (It turns into another coughing fit. Possibly all this fresh mountaintop air isn't quite the thing for someone with the flu.) "That's barely a heartbeat, brother. You can't even have noticed I was gone."
He's not fishing for reassurance. Loki would never.
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Ha, Thor missed me.
Did I miss Thor?
No, he's so predictable that you can always just imagine yourself a Thor to argue with, you don't need a real Thor.
Except he can't remember spending nearly a year arguing with Thor in his head.
...Well, that's wormholes for you, right? Do funny things with time. You Thor, me Loki.
Me Loki.)
Loki (who is definitely 100% Loki, glad we sorted that out) realizes he's been silent a little too long, thinking a little too long, staring down at the buildings a little too long. He shakes himself and laughs. (It turns into another coughing fit. Possibly all this fresh mountaintop air isn't quite the thing for someone with the flu.) "That's barely a heartbeat, brother. You can't even have noticed I was gone."
He's not fishing for reassurance. Loki would never.