His brows twitched. He had always assumed it was a farce... and part of the resentment he had felt for her vanished. She was hurting just as he did.
"I am not that person..." He said with quiet confusion. "If you want forgiveness, it is not mine to give. Talk to Thor if you wish. All I will make sure is that the truth is told. I have lied to him enough. All it has done is bring destruction and death - one of them my own. I do not wish your death and I am the last person to wish that my niece loses yet another parent. I may be a monster but I am not this. Can you not see that?" A hurt had found his way into his voice and wished it to go away. All the comfort his family had brought him moments ago were gone now. He was agitated. Restless. All the pain he had carried was being reawakened and the shields he had created unmade.