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Do you think people are too sensitive? Or that Superman isn't so super? Think cats aren't cute? The Beatles are overrated? Love pineapple on pizza? Maybe you just don't like chips rly. Even the best of us have some controversial opinions. Let people know what a monster you are.

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to tell them why they're wrong, validate a kindred spirit, or just troll them for caring about such a silly-ass thing in the first place.

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[Ah. Ah, this is one of those topics. This is something that gives Loki the shakes, the kind of thing he'll have nightmares about for--well, for the rest of existence, probably.

He refuses to acknowledge that he feels a little bad. It's Loki. It's...fine. It's fine.]

Okay. So it's kind of an unknown, then. You're just hoping they're safely out of the picture, and nobody's planning on using them. [Clint really doesn't know shit for shit about magic, but the idea of someone reclaiming them as though they belonged somewhere or with someone in particular is...yeah, actually, that's pretty alarming.] Sorry to poke at it. I'd never heard anything like that before, but hey, multiple timelines are still kind of new to me.

[Loki nods hurriedly about it being an unknown, staring at the floor. He's trying to reconsider at the same time as repressing and paying attention to Clint. All his muscles are bunched and on edge, like a python cornered and ready to strike. Not so much striking out towards Clint so much as the universe. At fate or the stone.]

I have to know, [he vented, worry lining his tone.] I have to know and they're not going to want to tell me but... I-I have to know. It can't happen again.

Thank you. For pointing that out.

If you're actually friends with them, part of the team, [he ventures carefully] why wouldn't they tell you? Do they just want to reduce the risk of the wrong people finding out and seeking them out?

[Well, here goes a difficult topic when he's compromised as hell.] Not all of them trust me as much as other ones. They accept I want them to b-be alive and unharmed. Some of them still hate me. Some of them... I-I don't know how to describe it. They're giving me a chance and I... d-don't know if they have expectations as to what I'll do with it.

I-I-I don't think they trust me about the stones, for a number of reasons. I was brainwashed. And under duress. And traumatized by... a-all the possession I-I already mentioned. There was so much control. Too much for them to risk telling me, I'm gathering. Thanos' control over me, and... an-and my a-a-attacks on the other Midgard they heard about.

[Loki gulps and continues,] That's a part of why... Bucky and Steve trusted me, first. Before the others. The ones that are angry at other-me... I-I'm not sure I'll ever be able to prove anything to them, but trusting me with some things... even trusting me with their lives and with joining them... it... i-isn't the same thing as... trusting me with information... like that.

Honestly, if it was just a year after knowing someone like that, I-- can't say I'd trust someone with something that deeply connected to our fight with one another, either. I feel like we've come a long way. They know I'm not their enemy. Most of them see me as their ally, or at very least as a compromise. But me... calling them my friends... th-that doesn't mean they'd call me their friend if-- i-if that makes sense.

Some of them would probably laugh, were I to be struck in the face. Maybe it's guilt or... seeing myself in them, when they don't see themselves in me. But I-- care about them, when some of them would rather not care about me. But regardless... they don't-- t-tell me everything.

[It was so difficult, after flashbacks of Sanctuary, to admit that he cared about people who didn't care for him. The shame was bad enough, but with SENTIMENT screaming so badly in him with the admittance, he felt like he was inviting harm to them, just admitting that he gave a damn.]

They don't have to like you to make you part of the team. Sounds like no matter what, you're an Avenger.

[As absolutely batshit as a statement like that sounds. He can't hold a grudge for that. It's awkward the way Clint raises his hand and hesitates, not entirely sure if he's going to do what he's going to do, and then rests it on Loki's shoulder. Not grabbing him. Just there. Olive branch.]

I hope some of them start to see you as a friend. Because it sounds like you could really use a couple right about now.

[Clint's first statement earns a slow and tentative smile from Loki. He's not really used to being accepted. Not anymore at any rate. But he was an Avenger, though it still sounds odd to him as well. He belongs somehow, with his little group of friends with massively shorter lifespans.]

[It's scary to think of them dying in other timelines. To think of the group going on without them. The holes they left in their friends' lives and in their societies... Oh. Oh no. Widow's memory, of the three listed, is practically the only one that won't have disastrous affects in their wake. The other two were so blind, so caught up in defining themselves by fitting the molds of others' measures and with power... That there has to be a power vacuum left behind them. Neither would have wanted that.]

[Closing his eyes as his heart sinks for them, Loki has to acknowledge that this isn't something he can heal, either. Their Midgard would have to learn from experience, and his own involvement would be unwanted and couldn't possibly be enough. He wanted to help, but he had his Avengers, as Hawkeye called them before, hm? His friends weren't dead or sent back through time. Maybe they could use a reminder or twenty, that they were fallible individuals with legacies that were going to last after them, though. He was going to last after them, too, unless his own longer lifespan was cut short. Even still, he'd give them what he could.]

[It bothers him that Hawkeye thought he'd abandoned his own timeline. Abandoned Thor. After all the arguing and pleading and raging they'd done at each other before he'd just... disappeared. Clint's right that it can't have felt pleasant and must have been worrying. But just like he'd once forced himself to break Thor's heart to save his brother's life... Loki really doesn't feel regret about choosing to abandon him to save him, either. He hurts for Thor, and of course Loki regrets that it came to such a decision, but he's made his choice. Given a better choice, he'd take it in an instant. Regret and guilt... they're different.]

[Unprepared for the hand resting on his shoulder, Loki stills and carefully studies his own hands. Somehow, this is happening. No version of Clint has ever shown him physical affection before, and Loki is shocked by the depth of his needs to be accepted and understood. He feels of all things, like clinging to Hawkeye of all people. He feels like begging (begging!) the archer to forgive him for deeds that were mostly done by another person entirely. And that other person had been in his own timeline, not Clint's! Nothing makes any sense. Hawkeye with his hand on Loki's shoulder doesn't make any sense, either, but Loki doesn't dare to move because he's afraid Clint will move away. The words Clint chooses, on top of the physical affection, cause Loki to look back towards him, frozen with indecision.]

[It stuns him to realize he'd given up on having friendships. He's not sure when that happened.] Thank you.

[He's sure he's supposed to have words here. Some... way of showing Hawkeye that Loki was in fact perfectly fine and really grateful for the encouragement. Instead of... being paralyzed by the thought that another person actually cared. Which sounds pathetic, even to him. Hawkeye. Hawkeye, of all people cared. Like an impossible dream come true. Closure, in a way Loki hadn't allowed himself to hope for. And damn his pride because he couldn't make himself reach for that hand or attempt physical affection of his own.]

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