It was difficult not to try and fill the silence with words on Darcy's end. She wasn't the kind of person that liked silence. She never had been, but this was serious. She wasn't just the girl that had fun all of the time. She could handle more serious matters. She wanted to handle the more serious matters with him because she cared so much about him. He had really scared her and she wanted to talk about this. She didn't want him to go through whatever he was going alone. He didn't have to go through anything alone anymore. He had her and he had Thor too, but she was always going to be at his side if she had anything to say about it, honestly. She was pretty sure that he wasn't going to change his mind about her. He'd already gotten attached too, just like she had.
Darcy could see all of the things that were off, not that each of them registered in her mind. She could see that he was off, though. His fists were clenched, and he was just extremely tense. And the smile he gave her, or tried to, was fake until he dropped it. She didn't know what all was going on with him, but avoiding eye contact and taking off on her, it wasn't like the Loki that she knew, not at all.
His words cut through the silence pretty effectively and Darcy's left eyebrow raised slightly. "Well, are you going to let me in on what you already figured out?" She asked solemnly. Was he purposefully keeping it from her? Is that what things had come to, him hiding things because he didn't feel like she could handle it? Or was it something else? It was hard to say, and Darcy felt a little stupid for feeling so hurt at being kept out of the loop. The fact that he wasn't clamming up was good, though. She was going to find out. He loved her, there was really no reason for him to keep anything going on with him away from her. She was in for the long haul and he had to realize that. He had to include her on even the hard things. She wasn't weak. She wasn't useless either.
Darcy felt a tad nervous in the moments that followed. He was so quiet, but he moved, he wasn't just ignoring her. The weird thing was that he used magic....and summoned an apple? Darcy didn't laugh, though. She might have another time, but it just felt wrong in this circumstance. It felt wrong that he summoned the apple to begin with, it didn't have anything to do with what they were talking about. She also caught the blush on Loki's face, so it couldn't have been what he had intended to summon....she thought. There wasn't laughter on her face, just curiosity and uncertainty, really. What was he trying to summon?
When the computer was magically pulled in Darcy couldn't help but be even more curious. She still wondered why the apple had come first, though. What was the point in it? Darcy watched as Loki brought something up on the computer and then he was up and pacing. So, she moved in closer, bent slightly at the waist, and hovering over the electronic device. Her eyes moved over the page quickly, taking in the information. Alzheimer's disease? Why was--he thought he had Alzheimer's disease?
Darcy sat in Loki's vacated chair, silent for a moment before she looked up at the man she loved. "You have this? OR...you think you have Alzheimer's disease?" She hated to admit it, even in her mind, that it sounded a great deal like what had been going on with Loki. He was a god, though. He shouldn't get something like this. Was it permanent? Was he going to end up forgetting her forever? Was this Pestilence? What was causing this? Was there any way to slow it down or stop it? There were so many questions running through Darcy's mind, but even more than the questions the concern for him.