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[realitywarped]

[Loki knows, honestly, it was always going to be easier to just walk away from the Young Avengers. There's a lot of things he's done he'd rather not have to work through around the people who have seen his worst moment of weakness, mostly because they'd make it too easy.

He can't seem to let them go completely, though. He checks up on them, sometimes, looks at their social media sites, that sort of thing. And no matter how often he thinks about doing it, their phone numbers never get erased from his phone. He tells himself it's so he can ignore them on the off-chance they do call.

He really didn't mean to call America, but his phone seems to have its own ideas. And he can't quite bring himself to hang up now its dialling.]

[senoritaamerica]

[America has to land mid-flight on some random rooftop when her phone starts ringing in her pocket. And she knows exactly who it is right away, because the ringtone is the most annoying thing she's ever heard. Only one person could have set it that way...]

Loki.

[realitywarped]

America?

[He really should have hung up.]

I seem to have called the wrong person. I do apologise.

[He still can't do it, though. So he's just going to wait for the inevitable beep of the other end hanging up first.]

[senoritaamerica]

[She's tempted. She is sorely tempted to just hang up on him. But at the same time, she doesn't buy his bullshit wrong number story.]

Yeah, and who were you trying to call, huh?

[realitywarped]

Someone else? I don't see why it would matter to you.

[Weak, but he can't actually remember who's above or below America in the contacts list.]

But, as you're on the phone anyway, how have you been?

[senoritaamerica]

[It's a bullshit excuse and they both know it.]

Like you have any right to ask, after disappearing like that.

[But. On the other hand.]

I'm good. We're good.

[realitywarped]

I thought I'd save people the bother of threatening me should I ever show my face again and all that.

[Or the bother of trying to make him stay. He's not sure which would have been worse.]

I'm... glad to hear that. No major disasters, then?

[He's pretty sure he'd have heard if there had been. At this point it's an excuse to stay on the line.]

[senoritaamerica]

Nothing world shattering. We can manage fine on our own.

[And then, a sigh, because she can't stop herself from asking,] How about you? Staying outof ttrouble?

[realitywarped]

I never said you couldn't.

[Otherwise he wouldn't have left.]

I'm fine. Only a little trouble, but nothing I can't cope with.

[...by a little, he means all of SHIELD.]

[senoritaamerica]

[She exhales a small laugh.] And that's what we do, isn't it? We cope.

[realitywarped]

We?

[Slightly worried by that laugh now.]

You said you were fine, America. You wouldn't be lying to me, would you?

[senoritaamerica]

[America's been coping ever since the day her moms left home to fight the holes in the world and never came back.]

Me? Lie to the god of lies? Never.

[realitywarped]

For some reason, I fail to believe you.

[He sighs, and asks a question he's not sure he actually wants the answer to.]

This isn't about my leaving, is it?

[senoritaamerica]

Not everything is about you, chico.

[Except it might be. But she won't give him that satisfaction. He wanted out of their lives when he left without a word.]

[realitywarped]

No. On the other hand, in this case it's a reasonable presumption, and that's not actually an outright denial.

[senoritaamerica]

If you actually cared about what happens to the rest of us, you wouldn't have pulled your little disappearing act.

[realitywarped]

You have that the wrong way around. You're all very useful people, you know. If I didn't care about any of you, I'd have kept you around and used you.

[His old self would have done it without even pausing to think about it.]

[senoritaamerica]

Oh, spare me. Used us for what, your "dastardly schemes?"

[realitywarped]

I don't know about dastardly, but there are a lot of schemes I could pull off with that much fire-power. You'd all have made lovely super-human shields, at the very least. And it would have been quite good for my reputation to be seen with the Young Avengers in public.

[senoritaamerica]

Couldn't have that, now could we? Wouldn't want to ruin your bad reputation.

[realitywarped]

Normally, it's my job to take the conversation on a snipe hunt.

Is it so hard to believe that I thought it was for the best I went away?

[senoritaamerica]

Is it so hard to believe you didn't have to? You don't have to be a bad guy, chico. Yeah, I get it, you're the legacy of this big, bad evil, blah blah blah. You can do good, too, you know.

[realitywarped]

I can, yes, but... not in the way you can. I can't stop being Loki, and I can't make myself a hero in the way you have.

[senoritaamerica]

[A sigh.] I don't know why I even bother. You want to be the bad guy, you want to walk that road, fine. Go ahead. See if I care.

[Spoiler: she does.]

[realitywarped]

No, I want to be the good guy. I just don't want to do it in a group that I could, one day, destroy, entirely on a whim or even without intent. And if I'd have said goodbye, you'd have managed to stop me from leaving.