Vincent shakes his head. "When I was very young, I thought I wanted more than anything to be the high sorcerer of Asgard.. an angry little child lashing out for prejudices against his blood. Now, I can think of nothing more terrifying. It's much easier, and perhaps more self-affirming, to have worked for the betterment of Midgard. This is my homeland, but Earth is my home. The Baxter Building in particular."
He affords her a smirk. "And yes, it can be rather enjoyable to have one's sibling beholden to oneself." He pauses. "Not that I've had that afforded to me very often. Kristoff.. has been my whole world, for much of my life. I think I would have come to very dark paths, if not a small dark cell, if not for him."
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