Bristling with a cacophony of emotions, Loki simply stared at Thor. The words the oaf spoke were from the heart, he knew that most sincerely, but it did not change the fact that he still felt betrayed by his brother. As that thought settled in his mind, Loki blinked once, and then again. Damn, he thought, Now, I know exactly how he felt each and every time I betrayed him and our family. Wanting to pull out his hair, or stab something, Loki swallowed thickly, his throat suddenly tight knowing what he had to do. Squaring his shoulders, he tried to keep the scowl from his face.