Why isn't Loki reacting more? To any of it. Why is he so calm? Oh. Shit. Did exactly what he wanted. Gave him some peace, settled something, and it feels...that should feel better than it does, shouldn't it? Loki is being patient. And it all feels kind of wrong. Where's the sharpness, the baiting banter, even if it's in his head alone?

There's an overseas beer in his hand, a cat on his shoulder happy to stay there, and he's sitting on Loki's couch like they're old friends about to do some catching up. He does not understand this.

He feels like there's a phantom ache in his side. And pointedly ignores it. The beer is appreciated, but he still sets it down so he can scrub at his face with both hands.

"The kids are worried. That's why I'm here."