Loki & Wanda
If their places were switched, Loki could only imagine how much she would hate people pawing at her constantly. As much as she was curious about the babies, she wasn't about to intrude. It was disrespectful to the mother, and - if anything - Loki always felt a stronger connection to mothers in particular. Thoughts often strayed to the birth mother, and if she wanted to abandon a child, or if it was decreed by Laufey. Or if Odin lied about that, as he was prone to do when it came to his 'children.'
At least these babes would have nothing to fear. Wanda was glowing with happiness, even if she was afraid. And even though Loki was usually reluctant and cautious, she was touched that Wanda wanted her around, or for her children to know her. In any capacity.
"I think Stark is being surprisingly benign, considering things that happened in the past," admitted Loki. While they weren't friendly at all, Stark didn't seem to be judging past misdeeds. Perhaps that was Thor's influence. Or perhaps Stark had his own demons to content with. "I did construct a path into the room allotted to me. I will try to visit more often. Speaking of visiting, would you like a chair? To sit down?"