I did. She dismissed it. I knew she would. And I could not do anything. I have been bound by that agreement I made.

Breaking it would mean that I would tamper with my older self's mental state, yes? People would die. It would all be my fault...again.

[Loki notices he is getting angry. Really angry. That type of anger that comes to the surface once or twice in his life. The anger he felt after he left the meeting with empty hands. So he squeezes his eyes shut and pinches the bridge of his nose, trying to control his breathing.

After all, he was stronger than this.]