For the first time in ages, Hermione let herself regret sending Loki away. He'd always understood her issues... If only there was a way to get him back. Deciding it best not to dwell on that tonight, Hermione clicked off the bedside lamp and then curled onto her side. She pictured Loki's mischievous emerald eyes and the way he always looked at her with such adoration. Despite having spent most of the afternoon unconscious, sleep came swiftly and bringing with it dreams of her, Loki, and Gwyneira reunited once again.