"Say, are you okay?" Thor casually swung his axe, then looked at Loki with a smile. "Looks like my little brother was so scared he pissed himself this time. Don't worry, your big brother is here."
"Damn it, what are you doing here?" Loki froze for a moment, glancing at Thor before looking at Thanos, whose corpse was still standing upright.
Loki immediately let out a sigh of relief. But as soon as he relaxed, he got to his feet with a bellyful of complaints. "Damn it, I was planning to take him down myself. What are you butting in for?"
"Really?" Thor gave Loki a surprised look, then turned to examine the Thanos he had ambushed and killed with a single axe blow. Finally, he spread his hands helplessly. "All right, all right. I believe you could have killed him. Really, I swear."
Thor always became inexplicably foolish around his little brother, but at this moment, he was exceptionally clever.
Of course, he knew exactly what Loki meant. Put bluntly, Loki was just trying to save face. Thor aspired to be a good big brother, so this was no time to embarrass his little brother.
But his expression and gestures practically screamed, "Sorry, I'm just humoring you," which instantly made Loki feel deeply annoyed.
"Next time, could you at least make your tone and gestures more convincing?" Loki rubbed his still-aching waist, his face filled with displeasure. "How are you supposed to be King like this? How will you deal with those damned leaders and kings from other planets who come to meet you in the future? You don't understand diplomacy at all, do you?"
"Yes, yes, I don't understand." Thor sighed, but soon smiled and patted Loki on the shoulder. "But I have you, don't I? My dear