Gone, lost, alone. He'd lost all his family all over again and once again they hadn't even said good bye. He felt like crying, but Viking gods didn't cry. Especially no in front of poncy little not-gods no matter how nice and harmless they might be.
So Loki did the only other thing he could think of to deal with his grief. He got angry. Anger was safe. Viking gods were allowed to get angry, were expected to even.
"And how do you think that's going to help?" he yelled. "Gabriel has tried to cure this. Some actual, real healing gods have tried. And you think a pathetic little librarian not-god can do what they can't? There's nothing you can do for me, nothing at all!"
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Date: 2007-06-30 01:59 pm (UTC)So Loki did the only other thing he could think of to deal with his grief. He got angry. Anger was safe. Viking gods were allowed to get angry, were expected to even.
"And how do you think that's going to help?" he yelled. "Gabriel has tried to cure this. Some actual, real healing gods have tried. And you think a pathetic little librarian not-god can do what they can't? There's nothing you can do for me, nothing at all!"