"DO NOT SPEAK OF HER TO ME!" Loki slammed his scepter into the ground near Thor's head, the sound ringing out angrily through the sparse chamber. Magic exploded from Loki, causing even Hela to flinch away at his wrath. Swiftly, he tossed the scepter up, turning it around in hand as he bent low over Thor and glared into his face. "You will go to Midgard, brother, and that is where you will remain until we come to destroy you and all that you hold dear. I have no place there and nothing of my past lies there the now." Pressing the tip of the scepter into Thor's chest, he added, "Do I make myself clear?"