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WHAT in person
WHERE the... cemetery?
WHEN day ""136""

[somewhere in cam... cour... uh, qm, there appears to be a new plot of land—some overgrown with weeds and other weed-adjacent plants, and some with towering oak trees and the like, and some with just perfect patches of freshly mowed and manicured grass...

also

there are tombstones every scattered all over this area, with the name of your father or father-figure on them, regardless of whether or not they are here or dead or here-dead.

yeeeeesh.]

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[nods.]

Honestly I don't think I can comprehend it. Not really.

I, ah. I chose to renounce the throne.

. . .

[his eyebrows raise dramatically]

Did you?

Yes. It's-- [laughs] Well, I was only, somewhat sworn in. Obviously without any blessing or ceremony, but our people's history ends with Ragnarok. We've no idea how to act and... we needed the leadership.

Then we blew up, like, days later. Sooo.

[he looks up at Waver.]

A throne is laughable to sit upon now. Hubris. Though until I die I will serve Asgard, of course.

. . . mm. Well, it's your choice to make.

I'd already um, renounced it, actually. When I thought Loki died the second time. I only took the throne this time because he chose to be there.

[fidgets.]

Father was always so... right about everything, how was he so wrong about everything? He destroyed my Valkyrie and my brother's foundations, they had to completely rebuild.

. . .

[doesn't. really know what to say, but he's listening]

[groans and squints up at him]

I feel like I've been terribly dramatic lately. I just, you know, was taking a walk and feeling pretty good this morning, and then bam, Midgardian dead father field.

[snorts, exhaling smoke]

I feel as though you have more than enough reason to be a little dramatic.

[He knocks their thighs, and leans against his shoulder.]

Mm. I ah, have good reason to be content, too.

[h-huff??]

Content . . . is it.

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