Loki was looking at her. Tea sounded good especially if it would sooth his throat and cough. He felt rather terrible. It had been awhile since anybody other than his mother and brother had been nice to him.
He was crying a little and had his hand over his face when she had walked out of the room. He felt like he was so lost and upset. He curled up in his blankets.

"Ah I see," His voice was strained. He knew that was because of his throat been so sore. He hoped the tea would in fact help that, He was looking at Riza with a small smile.