Sighing in relief, Loki paused in the bedroom doorway as he took in Thor's form atop Jane's bed. He was a sight to behold, dark circles under his eyes and hair hanging limp and lifeless about his slumped shoulders. Cerulean eyes lifted to seek out emerald and then the God of Thunder nodded, giving Loki permission to enter the room. Loki crossed the threshold carefully, eyeing up his adopted brother for any further signs of duress, though he found none.