Cutting him off, Loki slashed his hand at Thor. "Do not dare speak of my daughter," he seethed, fury raging like a vacuum within his soul. He knew Hermione would feel his rage, but he’d take care of her concerns later. "It is because of you, you interfering fool, that I almost lost out on sacred moments of her life. I had no idea she even existed, and for what reason, Thor? What could possibly have been running through your oversized head that indicated keeping such a secret from me was a wise decision?"