The god of mischief looked at him. "Thank you brother, you always know what to say when I am upset." Loki hugged his brother and just closed his eyes. His brothers words helped most of the time.
Even when he didn't want to admit they did. LOki was so glad his brother was safe.
"I am glad you are safe," He replied "I could never bear to loose you."
Loki knew he couldn't handle losing his brother. He looked around when he saw the food had come. He was hungry and was glad the food had come. He didn't know how much longer he could stay awake,