[but it isn't real. She isn't real. So how is this a choice at all?

Loki takes a deep breath, then begins to rise, leaning heavily on Billy as he does.

Frigga begins to stand. But even shaking and weak, Loki is fast. The dagger lashes out to cut across her throat. For a moment she hangs in the air, face surprised, shocked, betrayed, eyes fixed on Loki. She reaches a hand out toward him.

Loki screams like he will tear in two.

The dream shatters.

What falls to the ground is not Frigga, bit Loki does not see. He sags against Billy, a soft sound of despair coming from him.]