[He's getting a really bad feeling about where this conversation's going to go, but he doesn't have the right to turn tail. It's his responsibility; he needs to see it through.

But god, he really, really doesn't want to.]

...I mean... I'll understand if you... hate me. [Who wouldn't?] And if you tell me to leave you alone after this, I...

[God. Why can't he get a single freaking sentence out? Why does everything have to be so hard?]

Loki told you, didn't he? About the spell? That... it was me.