[ It comes up like fire from the earth. A molten liquid under pressure, screaming its way out of him with force he has no hope of holding back. Steve's head snaps up and he snarls, glaring at Loki with that white hot flash of anger. ]

Why do you care so much about what I think?! You don't know what I can do.

You keep talking about yourself like you've never done anything nice to anyone in your life, and that's the biggest lie I've ever heard!

[If he had a table to slam his hand down on, he'd do it, but lacking that he just waves his arm in an arc like he's trying to catch some escaping air.]

None of us are perfect! None of us. Being good isn't measured in how many things you do or what people think of you. If it were, I wouldn't be half as good as you make me out to be anyway. Not everyone sees what you see.

I just wish you'd take some goddamn time to love yourself!