"Ah, now, are you I am wrong with that assumption?" he said. There was the smirk again. "I think I will need to hear proof." It was an automatic answer. One he only realised moments later. What was he doing? That was hardly his life anymore. His eyes shifted away from the man and back to Asgard. He cursed his Jotunn heritage for every deviant thought and craving he had. Satisfaction and peace had never been his nature. He had always wanted the things he could not have.