Loki: You're not afraid.
Me: Yes I am, but I also feel numb.
Loki: No, you're furious to the point of mild dissociation. The fear is recycled from the past.
Me: What do you mean?
Loki: How old do you feel?
Me: *thinks about it* 12
Loki: What was going on in your life at 12?
Me: Dad was spouting racist jokes, trying to scam people, and being a terror.
Loki: Hmm, seems to be some parallels.
Me: Goddamn it. You're right. What I am going to do?
Loki: What you've always done, tell the truth no body wants to hear.
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