Listening to the other’s explanation, the blond couldn’t help but pity him. True, he had been premature to judge, especially when knowing only half the tale, especially after being treated to a showing of its worse aspects. Still, admitting certain failings of restraint was something he could respect, for it laid the foundations for improvements and eventually mastery over the abilities that had escaped the man’s control. It meant that Ky could still be saved, to some small degree.

“Then you have my apologies. It was wrong of me to make assumptions.” Admitting his mistakes, Thor’s voice was soft, not wishing to disturb already choppy waters. Of the gruesome deed itself, he took no side. It was not in his remit to say whether such a death was deserved, or if Hela herself had snagged a soul not meant for the realm of the dead.

“From what I’ve seen your actions were instinctive, no more different than a bull charging at a wavering flag.” Stepping closer to Ky, he stopped short of offering the man any kind of support. He had lost control, yes, but in the process the life of a human had been claimed– and that was something Thor couldn’t easily overlook no matter how hard he tried.

“But let’s not speak of what has happened any longer. Instead, answer me this: are you back in control, now that violent appetites have been satiated?”

^{it wasn’t that simple, it never was that simple; his urges never went away. he could ignore them for a time – they always came back. sometimes, he locked himself in a cold room, but it was so much easier to top resisting. a prime reason why he got into so much trouble these days. 
he stopped caring about his actions.}

^{he wanted control, yes, but he knew that control was sometimes the same as suppression. a reason to why he avoided training himself to have proper restraint over his powers. he needed that edge… the edge of the unknown at times.}

^{thor was right though; his actions were done out of an instinct he had no control over. it was either resist or kill. he couldn’t resist any longer so he killed. he ripped the heart out like it was nothing and didn’t even pause to think about his actions.
years ago, he might have, but now… he failed to see the point.}

^{“they never fade.” a simple truth for the most part. “i’m fine… i’m content.” a lie, he never would be fine, but… at least believing his own words was a start.}