Ava waited for Thor to leave, under Loki's request, and she rose from the bed, cautiously and carefully approaching the younger god. But didn't get any further, since she understood his reclusive behavior from earlier. She felt pity when he began to talk about this man that she just saw. The brunette was sitting across from him, at a good distance, listening. "I'm so sorry", she softly said to him, slowly and cautiously reaching up a hand to carefully place it on his forearm, lightly.