"No, no Loki I'm not dealing with this right now. Are you even listening to what he's saying? Are you hearing any of this!? Demons! Spirits! He's trying to say that some sort of ghosts have been speaking to him about me, and I-I don't like that thought much. And the worst bit is I can't even write off what he's saying as just lies, because... how else would he even know about me?" I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down and stop my heart from beating so fast. Loki had brought me out of the interrogation room when he noticed the way my whole face had gone pale at Vashon's words which I appreciated, but it also gave my mind a lot less reasons to try and act tough, making it harder to calm down. "Loki... what am I even meant to believe at this point? It's not like I can say I haven't experienced stranger things... but being called a parasite or-or pest, whatever he said, thats pushing it a bit. Why am I being considered a demon by the dead? I don't think I want that."
I only stopped rambling incoherent nonsense when Loki firmly placed one of his cool hands on my shoulder, forcing me to take a deep breath and meet his eyes. "Relax, my lady. It doesn't take a genius to tell that that man is not at all in his right mind, he could very well just be hallucinating all of these things that he is claiming to be true. You're... decently smart from what I've seen, so you should be able to understand that you cannot just believe everything he says is true. I am not denying that the man most likely does indeed think he is speaking to the other side, but... there could quite easily be people trying to take advantage of his state of mind and make him really think that. I... I don't know, if I'm being honest. But there are a lot of ways that his words can be explained. You aren't... you aren't a bad person, knowing that should be enough to trust that his words are simply false. No one in their right mind would be calling you a demon, Elaina." Loki spoke those last few words with such ease, as if he hadn't even had to think twice before uttering them, but my heart still almost gave out hearing him say them for some stupid reason. It was such a small thing, he was just saying I wasn't a horrid person, yet I had to force myself to keep breathing as his eyes met mine once again. I hated the hold he had over me without even having to try, but I looked away, forcing those thoughts out of my head before I could make a fool of myself.
"Yeah, I-I know. I'm sorry. I just... I'm not great with the dead and all. I know that sounds stupid considering I was just face to face with a titan who was very much out to kill all of us not a few days ago, but... when I was younger I always believed that this-this one room in my grandparents house was haunted." I laughed, feeling my confidence slightly increase as Loki looked my way in interest. "I—I was probably just six or seven... but I went there on my own once when we were over at their place and I swore I saw something in the shadows. God—I hated going over after that day. I was so bloody scared—thought I was going to get killed in my sleep for even just seeing the ghost or whatever. I'd wake up screaming so many nights. I thought my family would make fun of me if I told them what I was truly scared of, but when I finally couldn't put off going to their house any longer I came clean to my mum about why I really didn't want to go. She was such a sweetheart about it—made my father and her parents along with the two of us all go into that room and 'search' the whole thing for longer than an hour. She... none of them ever made me feel bad for being scared, and after that day... I wasn't. Not of that room at least, but I've never been too fond of the afterlife and all that stuff ever since. I-I don't even know why I'm telling you all this, if I'm being honest. I just didn't like hearing Vashon say the dead were speaking about me. And it also just... its just like a harsh reminder that this world isn't safe for me. But I guess I don't really have to worry about that, I'll be going back soon enough."
Loki frowned, "I understand the way you feel... it's not a stupid story—I too wouldn't enjoy being told that ghosts dislike me, if I am being honest. But-but what exactly do you mean when you say you... you are going to be going back 'soon enough'? D-did you figure out a way to get back to your world?" I met the gods sharp eyes again with curiosity. Had I imagined it, or... had there been a hint of sadness in his voice as he'd spoken? Would he... would he ever think of me once I went back to my world? Once again scolding myself mentally for even thinking such ridiculous things, I made myself explain what Wanda and I had overheard Tony and Steve talking about a few days ago—making Loki promise to never tell Tony that I knew about that conversation. I was sure my brain was once again playing tricks on me, because I thought I so a flicker of pain flash across Loki's features as I spoke. He simply swallowed once I was done speaking, breaking eye contact to look out the window on the left of where we were standing—overlooking the snow covered lawn. "Oh... I see." I would have pushed further—said something about the silver-tongued man being at a loss for words... but I didn't really feel like making a joke in that moment.
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Adventureelaina wasn't meant to be dead, yet here she was, six years in the past, living with parents who mourned a death that had never happened. her death. on top of that, she may now have the chance to save the lives of people who she'd spent years watchi...
