Loki sighed, some humans could be so dense. He knew she didn't believe him. "Not choices like mine, most people hate me now and I don't even feel like I belong in any realm after what I did, she was killed, if I wasn't locked up I could have been there to protect him, " he was crying more, he had been hoping to avoid talking about it as it was making him sad.
Loki looked a mess, he knew that he was too miserable to fix his hair, he wondered if Thor would come here if the thunder god was even looking. He seemed to relax a little when she touched his hair, he though closed his eyes almost falling asleep.