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And Asgard.
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And that's where I come from.
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Thank you, Jane.
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Our dearest friend banished, Loki on the throne,
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Asgard on the brink of war, yet you've managed to consume
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four wild boar, six pheasant, a side of beef,
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and two casks of ale. Shame on you.
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Don't you care?
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Do not mistake my appetite for apathy!
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Stop it, both of you!
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Stop.
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- We all know what we have to do. - We must go.