“No, me either. Just...sickened at the idea....”val shuddered, her mind turning away from the knowledge that he had saved her, even if it hadn’t been his own desire, simply wanting to please Loki, knowing that her death would have turned loki on the aesir in a murderous rage. “I would return to get Sleipnir, if I didn’t fear I’d get us both killed.”She muttered before swallowing, blushing a little as she looked down, as the youngest of the loki siblings, she was always a little more shy around them, especially Jori since she rarely got to saw him despite living nearly a year on earth. “Yes, he is.”She said embarassed at admitting she was seeing someone, because her siblings tended to take a fiendish delight in teasing her. “Truly? That’s really cool. He said they were rare.”She smiled a little, startling a little as Natasha walked in, relaxing a little. “...Good. Hopefully he goes away.”she muttered rubbing a hand over her face as she gently petted the whining pups, upset that there was someone new near. Thor is brave, and has been through alot...but he is naive, and terribly....dimwitted. Unwilling to change, and willfully blind to things.”val said swallowing thickly. “He is better then most Aesir, but he still isn’t.....good.”She swallowed hard, before wincing. “They shifted the blame for some things in the old tales, but they are true. Even Sigyn and the poison, and the tying up....”She shuddered, because she was young enough, that most of this had happened before she’d even been born, Sigyn Vali and Nali had been gone for longer then she’d been alive, and yet, she knew it was truth no matter what any of the aesir tried to convince her. Because loki had taken a lost valkyrie child in, instead of turning her away as her own parents had done. She’d always known he was not the man that his legend made him out to be.
Thor turned his head slightly as he was slapped down, raising a eyebrow as he considered loki even as he left. Wondering what his once brother was hiding. “Loki?”Tony muttered panting softly as he knelt at the other’s side, ignoring the bright, near blinding pain that tightened his chest, needing to look after loki more then he needed to not hurt. Looking up, looking anxious and scared, needing help, finding the one person he’d always relied on, trusted to take care of him.”Steve....help me.We’ll put him in my rooms.”He said willing to let loki into his most private of places, because it was the one place that people rarely went to, both because pepper had been insanely jealous, and because the team had understood that he allowed them into his home, had made it theirs, and let them come and go through the workshop as much as they wanted, but his bedroom...it was his. A den to hide and lick his wounds, to relax and be quiet. And he'd share it with loki, because he knew loki wouldn't want others to see him like this