"AGH! GET OFF ME!" Varia screams herself awake and points a gun up at the air, then relaxes seeing it was Loki who startled her. "You're in the hospital. Had to get your mouth fixed. You're welcome by the way." Varia stands up and holsters her gun.

"Now I see that you're fine. Let's get one thing straight, buddy." She leans in to him with cold eyes. "You ain't no boss of me. And I didn't bring you here just so you can mess up again. I believe in second chances and Lord know's I've given too many of those. But you EVER so cross me or this world again. You're straight back to Asgard in that forsaken prison, begging they put you out of your misery." Varia threatens. 

"You've got one year to prove your worth." She tells him firmly.