[The words come too fast, too harsh. The knowledge of this makes her soften because as angry as she is and as much as she hates him in turn for the things that divide them-- she doesn't want to do this.]
But that was always our problem, wasn't it. We're too alike in that way. Is it finally too late for us, Loki? Are we enemies now whose only shared passion is hatred?
[They are questions, but she does not want answers. She fears she already knows them, but fearing what may be true was better than it being so.]
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[The words come too fast, too harsh. The knowledge of this makes her soften because as angry as she is and as much as she hates him in turn for the things that divide them-- she doesn't want to do this.]
But that was always our problem, wasn't it. We're too alike in that way.
Is it finally too late for us, Loki? Are we enemies now whose only shared passion is hatred?
[They are questions, but she does not want answers. She fears she already knows them, but fearing what may be true was better than it being so.]