Loki visibly backs up as Sigyn poses her question. "I don't--" she starts, nails digging into her skin. "I don't know."

She sucks in a breath between her teeth. "I can't remember. I can hear her voice though, always there, always there. Directions, instructions." her voice pitches differently, clearly mimicking someone else. "It doesn't have to be like this, you know. As soon as things are finished--It's going to be a glory."

Loki's hands have made her way into her hair, pulling hard at the strands as she bites down on her lip hard enough to bleed before she starts speaking again, this time sounding like herself once more. "I don't want to," she says. "I don't want to do it. Please, please don't make me do it!"