"I'm sorry"

 Red.

That was all he could remember.

So much red, sordid and staining everything, drenching. And white. She was so white, all color drained from that soft face. 

He had done this.

No cry, no tears, no scream. Nothing, save numb surprise. And she looked at him, as if he could save her, as if she trusted, so completely, that he would.

"I thought you dead."

"Death cannot stop true love ... only detain it a little."

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THIS IS NOT EVEN FUNNY, one of my quotes for them is Sigyn simply saying "We thought you dead, Loki. I thought you dead!" and I JUS' CANNOT ANYMORE, THANKYOUVERYMUCH.

*aggressively sobs into pillows*