Loki & Wanda
She recognized what Wanda was going through and what she would be facing. It was hard being alone or set apart, or having others think differently about one's abilities. Even when Brunnhilde suggested teaching some of the younger Asgardians magic to help bolster Asgard's defenses and offenses, Loki was vehemently opposed to doing it. She didn't want any stigmas placed on those children for casting spells, rather than learning how to use a sword or a spear. Fear was a powerful force, indeed.
Perhaps it wouldn't be such a bad thing to visit Wanda and the twins. She briefly squeezed Wanda's hand as though offering some assurance that she wouldn't be alone.
"If this is what you truly want, then I will gladly make myself present," Loki said, before leaning in a little and lowering her voice to a whisper. "I know you are worried about how your children came to be. Simply be grateful for them and...be cautious."
She didn't want to say more while Doctor Strange was in the vicinity, so she sat upright again. "Would you like anything to eat or drink? I can remove the alcoholic components from champagne with a spell, if you'd like a glass."