"You wish for me to prove the truth of myself? You wish for injury so greatly?"

Loki snarled, rage driving him to an action he would not normally even contemplate. He had never shown his Jotun form to Thor, had rarely allowed any to see it, for it shamed him. It was the sickening truth under the lie of his Aesir flesh.

But now he allowed that illusion to drop for he knew the very touch of a Frost Giant burned to all others. His pale skin melted into blue, green eyes in blood-red, as Loki the Asgardian because Loki the Jotun.

"Look upon me now and call me brother, Odinson."