"I knew it," she stated, crossing the room on still-silent feet, her voice quiet so as to not carry beyond the room, just in case there were guards passing in the night. She stopped beside his bed, staring down at him with a small frown, her intent gaze taking in everything.

"You overdid it, didn't you? What were you thinking, Loki?" There was no accusation in her voice, not beyond the concern at seeing him pained and pale, at any rate. If anything, it was pure confusion.