"I understand that and I will do what I can." She stopped at the doorway where she saw Loki laying on the bed, in pain and unmoving. His breathing was shallow but trying what he couldnt from making it worse. She looked to her eldest before looking back at her youngest. Frigga walked over to her injured son and sat down on the chair beside the bed. Examining the injuries, the queen look over to her eldest. "Here. Come help me undress him. I need to examine his torso up."