Loki laughed. It was a hollow laugh. He couldn't agree more and that was why 'too much' was simply not an option. While his mother might have rushed towards her in an attempt to comfort, Loki stood frozen to the spot. He folded his arms behind his lower back. Fingers kneading his hands. Curling and uncurling. "I'm sure it will be fine." The grimace of a grin followed. "The kid says that everything went okay in her past. No need to get sentimental."