All but shoving Hermione through the opening in the astral plane, Loki brought the two of them back into her flat roughly, to say the least. He was holding back his anger, jaw clenching as he refrained from saying all the things he knew she needed to hear right now. Now was not the time to be coddled. The reality to the situation was that a man was dead, and more death would come if they didn't act quickly. Still sobbing, Hermione was an emotional wreck, and it was making it difficult to think straight. Grabbing hold on her shoulders, Loki forcefully guided her to sit upon the sofa before taking hold of her chin, so she could look at him properly.