I looked at your eyes and
they were green like the sea,
in that time. Do you remember it?
Do you remember everything
that we have done? What we
have been through? That time
you looked at me, crying
and I held you throughout your
bleak sadness that wouldn’t
go away, because you looked
at yourself and saw only
wounds and blood and I
I tried, I swear I tried, but
it would never be enough.
But I looked at you, I looked at
you—
I think classical was
playing on the background,
calming, smooth, sad. It…
enervated me. Couldn’t even
concentrate when you turned;
all sharp angles and hard glint
in your eyes.
I said, “please, Loki, don’t,” but—
Hiddlesworth
He seems incapable of saying anything further, gasping and choking on his heaving breath. His stomach tightens and trembles with effort, “keep going, darling.”