𝘔𝘺 𝘉𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘧 [𝘓𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘶𝘴]

The Things I Question.

Loki POV

The things I've done don't define the things I do. That doesn't define me either. Or at least I've been told they shouldn't. Yet I let them.

And that's why I do what I do, and proceed to push people away. That's what I've done over and over. And I can imagine once I get back if I ever do that is.

I'll probably do something like that to Sylvie and Mobius, whether I like to or not. I just can't understand why either of them likes me in the slightest.

And here I was, talking with other versions of me. Or I'm another version of them, I'm still not sure. And honestly not knowing if I was them, or if they were me was driving me crazy.

Like who am I? Does Mobius have something like this? If so does that mean he's alive, and that I could save him if and when I make it out of here.

And Sylvie, if she gets pruned will she end up here too? I mean she is another Loki correct? So if she does we'll both be here. Okay.

The thing is, would her getting pruned help us, or would she just get trapped down here as well. I'm not sure. Then again I'm not sure of much anymore.

And just then I felt the ground shmake lightly. And I feel myself being told to look in the direction of where I was laying in the grass before.

And that's when I see it. Someone else laying there. We all help her to get up. And the others start walking. Looks like we'll be doing that for a while. And it seems so dull and boring compared to all the fighting before, but what's life is life.

Or is this even life anymore. Can someone please tell me anything? Like what's going on. Ugh.

A/N- Sorry for the short chapter, I've been kinda out of it this week. It's a slight writer's block. But it'll be fine. After all, Wednesday comes soon, two days till episode 5. And that means more ideas. So see you all soon.