"Nonsense," Loki implored. "There is no way someone as brilliant, beautiful, and beloved as you could ever feel such a way." When she made to argue, he let go of her wrists and cupped her face in his hands as he sat up in the bed. He was glad that Hermione had the sense to use her knees to stay steady on his lap. "I understand that you struggle with depression and your issues from the war, but that does not mean your are unlovable. Never think such dark thoughts, especially with me as your mate. If I can be allowed to love, then you, my dear one, deserve all the love in the universe."