Lifting her eyes, Hermione was unsurprised to find Loki standing there, surrounded by the falling snow. He wore a grim expression, but there was a flicker of concern in his emerald eyes. He continued to stare at her until she had her breathing under control before striding forward, boots crunching in the fallen snow. Taking in her kneeling form, his eyes narrowed into slits before he extended a single hand to her. She took it gratefully, allowing him to help her to stand.