“Partially because it took me this long to track down the Seidhr bone and partially because I could not answer the question I know you want the answer to most. Not until now.” Loki admitted as she ran her hand through her hair, letting him unwrap the silk. Laying inside was a finger bone that glimmered in the light. Shock white and etched with golden inlay, symbols that made little sense to Clint but would have Thor gaping at something so rare. Attached to one end of the bone was a silver loop, so it could be made into a necklace, keychain, bracelet or anything else someone might want. It was also very old, so old it should have been fragile. It was anything but.  “As for why I bother...” Loki hesitated and then. “To be honest l, this sort of thing...” Loki sighed, closed her eyes and just said it. “This is what men with honor do, and I thought myself a monster unworthy of seeking repentance.” She admitted, looking at him. “There is nothing I can do, ever, to right the wrongs that I have done, no matter my reasons and no matter that my mind was... influenced.” He hadn’t been in his right mind when attacking earth, but that was hardly an excuse. “There is also the matter that Odin can no longer stop me.” Here Loki looked truly aggrieved. “He would have found my atonement to a human to be disgusting and weak. He would have forbidden me and I would have had to obey. My punishment on Asgard had nothing to do with the human lives I took. All Odin cared about was that I broke Thor’s toys... I know better now, even if I didn’t know better then.” He looked at Clint, watching him. “I am sorry that it took me so long to do this, but I also know I will never be forgiven for what I did. I do not expect it. I will never have done enough to earn it.” She shrugged. “I can at least do my part to mend what can be mended. And to answer what you want to know and accept responsibility for my actions.”