Or how about we both be adopted, and let dad claim Hela on his own. [ does thor still love his father, sure, but is he also still bitter about the whole hela thing? you bet your ass he is. lies keep tumbling out, but she'd broken through most of them to shove in both their faces. it'll take some time to put those behind him, and he doubts loki will manage it in any kind of time. ] Mom probably found us both in a box and took us home.

[ like stranded kittens. he knows that isn't the case (probably), but their actual bloodline means so little to thor that it may as well be. loki is his brother more than anyone sharing his genes ever could be, and given that, he watches loki's features shift, and knows what's going through his head behind those eyes, at least in a vague sense. ]

Hey. Things about her shook both of us. [ thor tells him quietly, hands on his cheeks, leaning up enough to press a kiss to his forehead. the biggest hit for him was all odin told him about worthiness, about his legacy, mjolnir, peace over war, so many lies thor'd constructed his entire person around and where does it leave him now? ] Who we are from here on is our own creation.