The room was dark, the electricity having been disturbed in here as well. Carefully, Loki moved into the small space using both hands to push the hair from his face. His eyes raked over Hermione’s panic, tearstained face. He had a theory, but he wasn’t certain if he was correct. There was only one way to make sure, so shoving his anger away for the time being, he reached out, indicating he wanted to hold the baby. Reluctantly, Hermione transferred Gwyneira into his arms before wrapping her own around her middle.