The god was feeling so ill. He was curled up in his blankets. He really hoped he got none of them ill. He didn't seem to think that he could avoid that happening if it was going to. He knew that If Tony or Thor got ill, he would have to do his best to look after them.
He knew that he would want to make sure he repayed Tony for his kindness by doing the same thing for Tony.
Loki still didn't want either of them ill.

"I know brother." Loki was hoping that was true. Though he was feeling better today so he assumed he would be ok. He hugged his brother. He knew Thor was probably not being careful as to not get ill.
He knew Thor never was. He just hoped Thor's strong immune system would protect him from it.
The god coughed and lays there.

"After breakfast sounds good." He knew he was so weak. He just hoped he could handle it. He begins to eat his soup. He drinks some water as well. He was still staying close to his brother. He coughed and tried to not cough on his brother.
He was looking at Thor "How is everything back in Asgard?" He asked his brother. He hadn't been back awhile. He was wondering. He knew Thor wouldn't really want to leave him when he was ill. He smiled slightly.
Loki had his head rested on his brother. He was breathing deeply.