Shannon tried in vain to reign her tears. Reign in some of the noise at least. But she was only able to do one. She slowly sat back pushing her hair out of her face with her free hand. The left remaining on his chest. Letting go was going to be a whole lot harder.
"But he wouldn't have been alone. He might have had more of a chance." She made herself look at his face instead of his chest. It was easier to compose herself. "I love him, you know. I don't know when it stopped being the Loki he would become. The man that actually fathered you. And started being... him. Seeing him nearly every day became everything I looked forward to." She looked back at Katherine. "That sounds horrible and stupid doesn't it?"