Loki woke early, the room still dark. Taking a shuddering breath, he threw back the covers on the bed and swung his legs over the side. Pale feet met the cold marble of the flooring, one hand on the mattress steadying him as he rose to stand. Hela was absent, as usual, having had her fill of him hours ago and leaving him alone to rest and regain his strength afterward. Shuddering at the memory, Loki pushed such thoughts aside for now as he made his way to the dresser.