Because I'm wrong! I always have been! That's what they all saw, all of them! My parents, my father, they all knew! And there's no one left to blame but me! I made Thor suffer, I hurt you, that's all I seem capable of doing!
I — I need to get it right. I need to get myself right. Everyone will be better off that way.
[It can't be let to sit long. Of all the aches and scars he's been learning on his husband's heart, this one seems the most prickling.]
Will you not be mending that first?
[Putting himself second doesn't hurt. (You don't have time.) At any rate, it doesn't sting as the discomfort of it flits through him without properly settling.]
I expect some do marry for love. I-- hope some do.
[It does seem, from what he's seen here, that the arc of human history was bending toward allowing that to become far more of the norm.]
But it isn't what I'd have been used for. [An easy word in context, if odd against the truth of the ring he's wear now.] There would have been a negotiation over land-holdings and businesses, and then I'd have a wife I knew a little to raise the children I'm like to know even less.
[Not a bad life. Not an unpleasant one or a hardship. But not this.]
Please understand, my pulse, how much... more it is, having the pieces of you I have. Having you set yourself to-- trying for me. I don't know what else there could be for you to give.
It does help. I will simply need to tackle my fear that it'll end.
It . . . always seems to end in my experience. Usually by my own hand. I go too far or not far enough. The balance that is . . . required to be loved is . . . always unclear.
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I — I think I have made for a poor husband.
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[The surprise is likely evident even without any flickers through the empathy bond.]
That's news to me.
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I know I hurt you by being unsure before. I saw it. And I . . . apologize. I'm — I don't know if I'm doing it correctly.
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...thank you, Loki. [They can start there.] I do... understand, you know.
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You don't have time. I don't have time. I just need to fix myself. It's simple. IT must be.
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I — I need to get it right. I need to get myself right. Everyone will be better off that way.
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[This is still remarkably difficult by voice alone, clunky and unpracticed without the ability to see a face or grasp at a hand.]
Has-- something happened?
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I . . . got in a fight with Thor. I lost my temper and I think I — pushed too far.
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[It can't be let to sit long. Of all the aches and scars he's been learning on his husband's heart, this one seems the most prickling.]
Will you not be mending that first?
[Putting himself second doesn't hurt. (You don't have time.) At any rate, it doesn't sting as the discomfort of it flits through him without properly settling.]
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But . . . I feel I haven't made proper amends. And that starts with me. I — Surely you've noticed? That I haven't given enough, done enough for you?
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Do you know what I thought my marriage would be?
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[It does seem, from what he's seen here, that the arc of human history was bending toward allowing that to become far more of the norm.]
But it isn't what I'd have been used for. [An easy word in context, if odd against the truth of the ring he's wear now.] There would have been a negotiation over land-holdings and businesses, and then I'd have a wife I knew a little to raise the children I'm like to know even less.
[Not a bad life. Not an unpleasant one or a hardship. But not this.]
Please understand, my pulse, how much... more it is, having the pieces of you I have. Having you set yourself to-- trying for me. I don't know what else there could be for you to give.
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Are you sure it's enough? Are — Are you satisfied?
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[They can start there.]
And that you try to believe that a little more each day is enough as well.
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But I've . . . I don't know how.
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It does help. I will simply need to tackle my fear that it'll end.
It . . . always seems to end in my experience. Usually by my own hand. I go too far or not far enough. The balance that is . . . required to be loved is . . . always unclear.
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I — That's how I've seen it. You — You need something for people to love you. To be loved. A . . . A quality.
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end here?
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