Ask and ye shall receive. Rosalind in sight, Loki hardly had time to answer Tommy's suggestion before the beast had Robert in it's dastardly clutches, squeezing the life out of the poor man like toothpaste from a tube.
"Yes! Vaporize it!!" He was unsheathing his sword and running towards the direction that Robert was pointing to. Damn the limitations of power to Hel. He would at least be more useful in finding Rosalind than he would trying to help Tommy vanquish the beast.
So far it was the only one. So far.
The Physicist was crumpled against the wall, only a few things hiding her, which Loki at had the strength to push aside and dig her out. "Rosalind?" He patted her cheek, perhaps not as gently as he could, but haste was more important. Leaning closer he listened for a breath, feeling for the pulse in her throat while his emerald eyes danced back in the direction of Tommy and the monster. "Rise and shine, we've got to get moving, this lab is unstable. C'mon Rosalind."