Loki merely shrugged one shoulder. His eyes slid shut and he seemed more exhausted than he had when he arrived, except this time he was conscious. Thor worried for his brother; he had never seen him look so weak, not even when he was locked away in the dungeons before the Convergence. Standing up again, Thor moved so that he could kneel next to his brother and placed one hand on his frail shoulder. He marveled at the fact that Loki had lost so much weight in the short amount of time they'd spent apart. What went on between him and Hela on Asgard? Perhaps he would never know.