Wrapping her arms around her middle, she looked up at Loki. He regarded her coolly, his presence here only because he wished to be of aid in case their trip went wrong. He was still vehemently against this entire situation, believing that only more harm than good could come from altering the past. As a tremor of trepidation rocked her body, Loki reached out and placed a hand upon her shoulder. It was not done in comfort, but rather a nonverbal cue for her to calm herself.