[Loki walks up to the edge of the roof and sits down. He is at a loss. Slowly he pulls away his black hood and moves a hand through his hair afterwards.]
Do not be sorry.
[He moves his hand over that part of his neck that kept feeling rather stiff after he woke up.]
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Do not be sorry.
[He moves his hand over that part of his neck that kept feeling rather stiff after he woke up.]
I do not deserve your apology.