"You need not feel that way on my account," Loki's body temperature is a little lower than a human's would be, where he leans against him, a consequence of Jotun blood. "You've done nothing to me, and what I said before, stands. No judgment, not here."

"I thought perhaps it would be best to explain, since my mind started to wander. I am much improved, but I still bear scars."

"And I still stand unconquered." He glances up and takes in the expression on his face, then moves into a full embrace, perching on the arm of the chair he's in. "It's all right, truly."