Loki pulled off her leather coat so she was down to just her soft red tunic and she peered through the whole in the fabric at the gash and winced. "Nice to see you're so concerned for my welfare." She bit out acidly. "Well it is a good thing that this child has some information on our dear Nick Fury then, doesn't it!" She growled and pressed a hand to the wound to stem the bleeding. With a cursory glance at the unconscious boy she shrugged. "Half an hour to an hour, perhaps, given his Godly Origins I'm not too sure." She answered and pulled her hand away just in time to view the skin knitting back together.