That didn't make much more sense than the disjointed sentences he'd been babbling a moment before. "Why does he need to not know, Loki?" Sif asked him softly, catching his hand and tugging it away from his lips. "What will make this not meaningless?" She humored him for the moment, for she truly did want to understand him, but if he thought this new purpose involved him being Thor's whipping boy, she was going to physically start attempting to knock sense back into his head.

She squeezed his fingers lightly, searching his face. "Forget about where I should or shouldn't be, I am here, so you're going to have to deal with it. Now what do you need to do to fix this so you stop panicking?"