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Yes, I am well aware of your enjoyment from the sudden inspirational continuation of your playing out this farce. But I warn you against seeking out others to join you in your fun. It is not likely to end well, and we both know how you take to disappointment.

Save yourself the trouble. Let it be.

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Is it anything like how you take to disappointment?

[You really want to go there with him? His reply is deceptively calm and controlled but his eyes burn bright.]

As a matter of fact, quite. On a lesser scale, of course, being both mortal and mundane has such high limits after all. But things tend to never end so well when it occurs.

Then someone should probably let them know that calling in an alien invasion isn't an appropriate response.

Is this your way of rising up to the task? Because we both know it certainly isn't going to be me.

Funny. How you take to disappointment, I mean. It seems to be a default state for you. Wouldn't you get used to it?

Shall we find out if you get used to being stabbed to death?

I make you that nervous?

It didn't take, the first time.

You make me that annoyed.

Obviously. But not by your own merit. You're still mortal and I can still kill you.

I wouldn't be so sure.

[ There's something tight and - well - complicated in his tone, emotion he didn't mean to show. ]

Malfunction of the mind does not an immortal make.

Excuse me?

Just because you're scribbling alien nonsense on a wall does not mean you're special. It just makes you as weak in body and mind as the rest of your species, succumbing to the same inevitable malfunction as all the previous failures.

I'm not succumbing. And how the hell do you know that?

[He smirks in wry amusement.] Magic.

Don't tell me I carved a summoning spell into a plaster wall.

[He laughs.] I won't.

Do you know what it came from?

The serum.

What do I get from telling you?

I thought we were having a conversation.

Is that what we're doing? [In the tone of 'I never would have guessed'.]

I have something you want.

[He raises his brows.] Do you?

Well. Something you'll enjoy hearing me say.

You'll go first, though. Because talking doesn't lose you anything, it might lead somewhere interesting, and, for once, you can be pretty sure you'll come out of this conversation on top.

Odd, I was assured that you were a rather good motivator--yet I do not feel so motivated at all to share with you my secrets.

Try again.

Your secrets?

Well they're obviously not being kept by you. But if you prefer, shall we instead say, share with you the secrets that I know.

See, that doesn't sound like how you'd phrase that.

[Flatly:] Does the phrasing truly matter that much?

It does. When you combine it with the fact that I kind of think you don't expect to come out ahead in this conversation. Wouldn't you rather taunt me with incomplete knowledge? What are you protecting?

I think you don't have anything worth my while to offer, Agent Coulson, and would rather taunt you with the wonder of just how much I do know that you do not.

Really.

Because I thought you wanted other people to fear you more than anything else.

Fear is a useful tool, but not my favorite.

Don't tell me the big bad God just wants to be loved.

And listen to the lies of how much I mean to another being over and over again until they have no more use of me? No. I am quite done with the false pretenses of notions like 'love' and 'hope'. There is no such thing.

Do you really believe that?

Yes.

That's.

That sucks.

[Loki made no comment, simply stared dispassionately at the mortal.]

Thor loves you. I don't know why he'd put up with you otherwise.

[Loki bared his teeth at the name.] The Thunderer is a fool and simpleton. He yearns for times past and cannot fathom why things have changed. It is not love--it is selfish desire.

If he was really selfish, he'd've given up on you.

God knows the times I've done that are the most selfish I've ever been.

So it is not selfish to continually pursue a goal that the other person involved does not wish to participate in?

Hey, wait, wasn't that what you did when you, oh right, invaded my planet?

I didn't lie about it. You knew exactly what I wanted and what means by which I was willing to take it.

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