Loki was in his dark cell his eyes narrowed and enraged his lips sewn shut to keep him from opening his mouth anymore not like he ever needed that or something. He could hear some of the guards talking about the stupid prince was coming back with  another person other then jane, oh just great. Loki made an illusion in the cell that it was completely empty nothing in sight, other then the chairs and snapped his eyes shut and hoped they passed by fast and leave him the hell be. 

He done enough to save thor and her from the dark elf but hell he was stuck back in here after inpersonating Odin and his mouth was swen shut and the mischif had died deep down inside of him. The gleam in his eyes where gone he was justa  shell as he awaited death to take him and to never see these fools again. May Odin just take his life now so his own torn suffering could end. he could hear feet and scowled and eyes narrowed seeing them looking at the cell confused, yeah no trickster there to see, now keep going do not look for me.

Thats when thor came forward and Loki scowled slightly eyes blazed a little but said nothing before the iluusion faded and there was the shell of a god sitting as far away as possible his eyes cold and barrien as if nothing else mattered then just sitting and dying.