He frowned at his tone, but inwardly.. Thor flinched. The anger, he could feel it off of him in waves.. the - no. He refused to believe that Loki hated him. It made no sense, even now.. and the small fractions of it that did, he still worked to deny.

"I have been.. mourning you," he bursts forth passionately, his voice angry. "And to see you alive, I -- you now threaten me? Loki.. it is unwise for us to be enemies in this strange land! We do not know what is waiting out there for us... with ill intent as likely as without!"