It gives us time to do what we have to. That is, find something to bring them together before they tear each other apart. Someone to hate. Something they fear... And the Tongue will give it to us... Or we'll tear it out at its bloody root. That's the sort of thing I'm meant to say, yes?
Odin will raze the Earth rather than see that. And if he fails, the Serpent's reign in Asgard will surely do likewise. But, my dear friends, I have a different ending in mind for Dark Asgard. We're going to destroy it.
To achieve this, my very self is mortgaged to wicked creatures time and time over. I have freed one of Asgard's greatest enemies and facilitated the death of our greatest protector. My people will still loathe me, and the grave holds the one who protected me. I do not know 'what now.' I think if I thought of it, I would weep for me. But that would be awfully self-centered wouldn't it? Let's save worrying about tomorrow for our newly purchased dawn.
I know how this goes! I've been studying your moving pictures! Gathered by the torrent of bits, transferred to my Pad of i. So many films for free! Your players must be generous to distribute them so! 'We would wish no trouble here.' That's right, yes?
You are our secret, sweetness. But as much as I want to, we can't explicitly protect you. Equally, to do what you will have to, you must be an outsider. A secret weapon works best when it is concealed. The queens of the realm consorting with the destroyer of it? Impossible. When our plans are revealed, our position will be tenuous. Your open allegiance would only make it more so. Of course, you are aware--