[Before answering, Thor thinks and tries to reason just why Loki would mention only the things that he was told, and none of what was done.]

[Either the chip has done its work on him, or else he is hiding something. Either way, Thor doesn't bother to figure it out. He states his mind clearly, harsh words not directed to Loki.]

They give us pleasures, yes -- food, and company, and mead enough to drown in. [And something in him tells him to be satisfied with this, to enjoy these things. To revel in the warmth, and satisfy only carnal needs.]

[And yet.]

All for what? What price have we paid? For Mjolnir? For Asgardia, that is lost to us? For friends and family pulled from the fabric of time, now ripped away again? For our life force, the very air breathed into us gods?!

[Yep, Loki, look what you did. Now he's pissed again.]

For freedom, and freedom from madness, and the sanctity of our persons?!

For what? For this? [He pulls the beads at his neck until the strings snap, and the beads fall and clatter away.]


[Someone needs to be reeducated again. Good thing they're nowhere near the centers... Although he's getting some unhappy looks from the people around him, so it may just be a matter of time.]