Re: Halt! Who are you?
Capeless, Loki looked to his brother a bit helplessly while Thea assessed the damage to their old friend. Loki could practically sense the layers of misdeeds laid upon her. He gave his best shot at not lingering on unraveling the mystery and looked to Thor just before Thea announced they needed to move her somewhere warmer.
"I'll take her back," he volunteered, as he was the quickest. The God of Mischief ensnared Sif with the most care he'd ever touched the woman with, and then held her in his arms and focused on Thea's form as well. They appeared in the hospital soon after. He laid her own where Thea had gestured because the woman was too preoccupied with more important matters to waste her words. "Shall I stay? Or fetch Braddock? Whatever you need..." Loki told her, humbly. His chest was pounding as he gazed upon the woman entangled in his cloak, one of his oldest companions... What had happened to her? In a hundred lifetimes did Sif deserve such a fate as this. Forgot, tortured, it would seem... alone. "I'll stay," he concluded and waited until he could make eye contact with the determined blonde to convey he was at her command.