He should take more pleasure in each realm they conquered, in each body that fell for their cause. And at night when Hela came to him, he should be enjoying her hands on his body, her mouth and cunt bringing him release after glorious release. He should be reveling in all of these things, but he was not. Instead, he grew more and more cold with each passing day. It was like all of his feelings were merely gone and he was left with nothing but muscle memory. Sighing again, Loki was just about to return to the bed when he heard the bedroom chamber door crack open.