[ Loki laughs weakly, shrugging. ]

I said it's fine. I knew that I was never going to lift it. Father knew it, you knew it, everyone on Asgard knew it. It hardly matters anymore.

[ But it feels like the death of a dream. Even though the hammer is long gone, Loki has believed, wanted so badly for the hammer to come alive in his hands. He didn't even want the power of storms or flight. He just wanted, for a second, for the universe to consider him worthy. ]