It does hurt. Trying to remember anything about his perfect family, compared to how easily things return to him about the complicated ones. Damn whoever created them (damn himself), he can't even think of their names! What they looked like! But Frigga, Thor, even Odin, are etched into his memory. As is Solar, human and pony. Other faces he recognized in the city reassert themselves and his head swims trying to sort them all out. It's a good thing he's still sitting or he might collapse.

"Thank you. You would know a good friend. And I know a good enemy, which is what I am as well. Whoever did this, mark my words. You will regret what you have done."

To punctuate his words, he forms his strongest illusion dispelling spell and throws it across the park. It leaves a trail of blankness in its wake, though before too long the remaining park starts to encroach on the path of destruction.