[There is a metallic *thunk* of something very heavy hitting tile before the voice speaks. It's Thor, and his voice is scratchy and heady from disuse.]
Mmm...what day is it?
[A yawn is sounded, no attempt made to stifle it; the sound of nails against skin can be heard as Thor scratches at his chest absently.]I don't believe I did anything to
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It wasn't right--I shouldn't require that sleep.
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Nothing of note occurred. You slept and I kept myself occupied.
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That isn't what Fenrir's saying.
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Then you don't know of what he speaks?
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[Thor sounds tired for a moment, and his brow furrows.]
I'm just trying to understand what happened. I wasn't accusing you of anything.
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You should know that I would rejoice to have such a purpose and to act as your own pair of ravens, ever hungry to gather information.
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[He felt his frustration tangle up within him. Lashing out (as he would have once) isn't going to help anything.]
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[For a moment, his expression is gentle, almost wistful, but that passes and his usual reserve returns. Before he knew the ugly truth, Loki had thought that he would stay on in Asgard as an adviser to Thor.]
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I would rule with you, brother if given the chance.
[Neither of them are good at sharing--but it's different with Loki.]
I just want you by my side.
[It's all he's ever really wanted. Even if he had been too pig-headed to realize it some days]
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[In the background of the call, alongside the quiet crackling hiss of an open fire, there's a snuffle rather like that of a large boar.]
I did say that I was busy, didn't I?
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[He'll let the matter drop, for now. He doesn't wish to, but Loki will avoid a conversation no matter how hard he presses if he doesn't want to speak on it, so there isn't much use in perusing it.]
Doing what, can I ask?
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[There is warmth and admiration in his voice.]
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