Thor had rushed Loki inside, lying him back down on the couch. Tony had headed into the couch, grabbing a damp cloth and the recently cleaned bucket. He returned to place the cloth on Loki's forehead, hoping to bring down his fever if only just a little bit.
It probably wouldn't work but it was worth a try. He placed the bucket beside the couch, just in case Loki vomited. It was best to be safe rather than sorry. This wasn't good, though. He had hoped Loki wouldn't relapse but it seemed it had been inevitable. Tony wasn't too happy about it. He had thought Loki was beginning to recover.

Thor looked worried, pacing about the room a bit. He looked at Tony, frowning. "I must return to Asgard and talk to the healers. Maybe they will know something that will help Loki get better, or just make him feel a bit less miserable. It is worth a try."
"That would be a good idea." Tony turned away to cough into his hands, hiding it from Thor. "Hopefully there is something. That'd be good."
Thor nodded. "I will be back soon." With that he was off.

Tony had went to sit in the small space left on the sofa, beside Loki. He tilted his head as Loki woke, watching him carefully. "It certainly seems so... You should have said something when we were outside, Loki, instead of... You know fainting." He bit his lip. It had caused him to worry. He had though Loki might of had a heart attack or something much worse. Trust his brain to jump right to the negatives of course.
"Me too..." Tony sighed. "You're such a grouch when ill." His smile was mostly teasing. He turned his head away to cough again. Just a dry throat, nothing more. Maybe he should get himself some water. "Would you like anything? Water? A blanket? Some good company? I may need to call someone else for that."