Hermione felt the air rush from her lungs at Loki's admission. She too had considered the possibility that Gwyneira could grow up without one or both of them. It was not one of the most pleasant thoughts that plagued her night and day since this ordeal began. Avoiding Loki's gaze, Hermione put on her clothes and then slid from the bed to stand next to her lover. Reaching up, she cupped his face and brushed his cheek with her thumb.