By the end of it, Loki's lip was split and his vision was swimming. The sort of relationship he and Hela had was abundantly clear. She did not love him. She owned him. With a fierceness that drew a strangled sob from his chest, Loki missed Hermione like never before. All the anguish and want that he'd forced himself to hide all these weeks exploded within him as he mourned the loss of the relationship he and her had shared. They had been good for one another. They had loved one another. They had trusted one another.