The image froze on Stark's somewhat conflicted expression as the frame slowly narrowed. Inside the Radiance Alliance's dream base, Loki folded his arms and looked at Schiller beside him, who wore a gleeful expression. Shaking his head, he said, "Your capacity for holding grudges has exceeded the limits of my imagination."
Holding a bucket of popcorn, Schiller leaned sideways against the armrest and said, "One Stark had to suffer terribly anyway. Tony got away quickly, but the other Stark wasn't so lucky."
Loki shook his head again and sighed. Just then, the doors to the dream base's main hall flashed with light, and Strange entered with a wand in hand. He called out, "How was my performance just now? Schiller, you really are something. Those few lines really got Stark worked up. Hahahaha!"
"Borrowing other people's academic achievements is nothing to be proud of." Loki propped his cheek up with two fingers and added, "All you can do is recite lines."
Strange rolled his eyes, walked over to sit opposite Schiller, then looked around and asked, "Where's Nick? Why didn't he come? Wasn't the Radiance Alliance meeting today?"
"Of course not. This is just a private gathering." Schiller walked over to the liquor cabinet and opened it. "It's personal time. How about a glass of port?"
"Thanks," Strange said.
"No, I'll have sherry," Loki said.
Schiller returned to his seat and poured the drinks as he said, "If Professor X or the captain were here, they wouldn't let us do this."
"I'm with you on that, Schiller." Strange frowned slightly as he looked at Schiller. "You don't need to hold such a grudge, do you? Stark's treatment plan back then might have been a little rough, but it was effective. He did it for your own good, didn't he?"
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