"Serious harm," Loki repeated, thoughtfully. "I wonder what kind of serious harm I do. We come from a culture of war and I admit I've always found some difficulty in making the distinction over what it is we should and shouldn't do, in our worlds and in others. That is, I see now that I find difficulty in it. All of the harm my brother has caused over the years, always smoothed over, no matter how brutal it might have been. I wonder what it is I do, that mine is serious, and his is not."

He looked over at her, a wondering look on his face. He wasn't sure it really mattered, and whatever it was that Sif might have to say on the subject, well, he wasn't sure he could entirely trust it anyway. "I suppose I will find out," he said. "Sooner or later." And he would see, as well, if that would cost him her regard.