He's just starting to pick at the food when she drops that little bomb on him, and any appetite he'd had evaporates in an instant. If she has told him before, he'd forgotten completely until just now. It had been something that would hit uncomfortably close to home before, when Thor had not understood the reality of Loki's 'madness,' unable to understand what had caused such a drastic break from the brother he'd thought he knew.
Now, of course, he knows all too well what it means. The humans have names for what's happening to him, but Thor does not know them, and naming a thing makes it no less real. No less a weakness on his part. Something has broken him, and he does not know if he can ever be repaired. And the brief time he's had to discuss such things with his brother does not undo centuries upon centuries of cultural training, that this is his fault, a failing on his part. Shameful. Coward. Unworthy.
Should have gone for the head.
Thor's fork is warping a little in his tight grip, and he stares down at the plate as if he fears to look anywhere else. He should say something, but no words come to him, neither a change of subject nor the typical meaningless filler meant to encourage her to continue.
no subject
Now, of course, he knows all too well what it means. The humans have names for what's happening to him, but Thor does not know them, and naming a thing makes it no less real. No less a weakness on his part. Something has broken him, and he does not know if he can ever be repaired. And the brief time he's had to discuss such things with his brother does not undo centuries upon centuries of cultural training, that this is his fault, a failing on his part. Shameful. Coward. Unworthy.
Should have gone for the head.
Thor's fork is warping a little in his tight grip, and he stares down at the plate as if he fears to look anywhere else. He should say something, but no words come to him, neither a change of subject nor the typical meaningless filler meant to encourage her to continue.