"Yeah, right, sorry about that... Loki," Tony kind of stood there awkwardly staring at Loki as tears seemed to appear in his eyes. It wasn't because Tony didn't like Loki that he couldn't say anything at all comforting. It was because Tony didn't do these kinds of things. Yeah, he was pretty messed up himself. Didn't mean he could deal with other messed up people or people on the verge of tears (not that he had ever expected that). He just didn't really know what to do. He wasn't the nicest of people... Well, he wasn't good with other people. Technology, yeah. He could talk to people but emotional stuff? Nope. He did keep everything to himself anyway. Pepper would be way better in this situation. Anyone really.

"I doubt that that is true..." Tony trailed off. He wasn't really sure what to say. "Everyone messes up and makes mistakes." Loki's mistakes had been pretty big but Tony would put his dislike for the guy aside for the moment. Which he found all too easy to do for his liking. "Thor really does love you, I think. He stood by you even when you were, you know, trying to take over the world. He said something along the lines of 'Loki may be beyond reason but he is of Asgard and he is my brother' or something. Even you admit it, he cares." Tony shrugged slightly, glancing away as Loki mentioned his mother and started crying more. Well something certainly wasn't right there. He doubted Loki would appreciate him prying, really. It wasn't polite and just wouldn't be nice. It obviously affected him very badly. He could guess what it was, though. "I'm sorry." Surprisingly genuine.

"Yeah, I guess that is annoying, means you know someone cares about you though..." Tony trailed off. When he'd be ill when younger his mother had sat at his bedside as much as possible almost all of the time. Then she died and... Tony went a bad way. So did his father, in fact. And they just hadn't gotten on. Howard was too into his work, something that Tony had inherited. For a while Tony had nobody. Now he had Pepper. She was good friend. Much more than he deserved. "And yeah, I can imagine that." Tony winced slightly. Thor wouldn't be at all happy if he thought Loki was dying. "Something exciting. Right. I'll look." He thought he had an idea of something that would work. Or a few. 

"Yeah, if you say so." Tony was pretty sure Loki was lying. He was talking about Thor too much. "I'll just be back... With a book or two." He nodded slightly and quickly left. Phew. That had been tough. He wasn't sure what to do when Loki started crying. Not what he had expected. He entered the small library he had been forced to create, scanning the shelves and picking out a few books. He returned after a while of searching, four books in hand. "Can't personally recommend any, but I think these are all good and gives you a choice." He placed the four on the small table beside the bed. They were Treasure Island by Robert Louis Stevenson, Frankenstein by Mary Shelley, War of the Worlds by H.G.Wells and the Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde. All classics so Loki may enjoy one. Hopefully.