#but notice the shirt#frayed ends and several holes and a rip behind his right arm#also the cuffs on the collar#that is the same shirt he wears under his armor omg#and that not even a comfy shirt#its the fucking linen you wear under chain mail in order to not get stabbed to death#and going by the state of it#it looks like someone ripped his armor off him causing the shirt to snag in several places where it caught in the links of the mail#which means they took his armor and just threw him in there#they didn’t even let him change his shirt omg (thranduilofmirkwood)
This whole scene exposes Loki quite literally to his barest, basest self. People originally thought his prison cell was going to be a rotten, dark hole underground with no light. But this cell is PIERCING light, revealing to Loki that he cannot hide the way he hides in shadow, that there are four corners between a restrained distance of this rectangle he’s in, and that he has live with himself. Think about it: there are no spectators down in the dungeons other than guards. So what’s the light for? The light is exposing Loki to his own reality, just how naked he is, how trapped he is, and how much wrong he has done. It’s like sending a kid to his room to “think about what he’s done". Loki can stare at the white ceiling for hours, with nothing but the remnants of his clothes that make him out to be as skinny and small as he really is, stripped of all his broad shouldered man armor and intimidating black coat. Note that the collar on his shirt still has the trim of his Avengers jacket; yeah, that’s Loki beneath the power he exerted on Earth. He is truly, in this moment, brought to his lowest.
But remember: why do we fall? So we can learn to pick ourselves up.