Tony was pulled out of his thoughts by Loki talking. "That's horrible. My father ignored me but..." He trailed off. No wonder Loki was so, well, messed up could be a way of putting it. He had basically been raised being told about a race being a monster only to found out that he was one. That was really not okay. Tony was finding that he disliked Odin. He shouldn't pass judgement, though, he didn't know much about him. Didn't sound like a good father though. Not at all. He made a light face at what Loki said next. Truthfully he couldn't imagine Loki as an innocent child but he must have been one once... "Just cause you didn't fit in?" He snorted. "Sounds like high school bullying, but worse. At least Thor does stand up for you..." He smiled ever so slightly. Thor obviously cared for Loki, which was good he guessed. It seemed mutual.

"That is true... I'm not generally hated." Thankfully. He knew he had many enemies and many people who didn't like him, but most were okay with him existing. Didn't neccesarily like him. And he did get on with the Avengers very well, strangely. Even if they were all completely different and most didn't approve of certain aspects of Tony's personality. Not many did. "And I guess I do have the Avengers. And I'm sorry if your brother talks about my awesomeness all the time, he must have been awestruck after I shot at him a few times." Tony tried to joke, but it was rather lame and half assed. Damn. Normally he was so good at making everything into a joke. Head slightly tilted, Tony walked back over to stand beside the bed. 

"Well you obviously do exist, that is for sure," Tony looked down at him. "If you didn't I'm pretty sure you wouldn't be puking and coughing everywhere." Another attempt at a joke. He was trying to get back to his usual self. Lighten the mood. Yeah. That was going to work. "Your mother? I'm so, so sorry Loki... That is terrible." Tony blinked, tears threatening to cloud his gaze. Nope. Not happening. Not thinking about his past. "And I doubt that it is your fault... There was nothing you could do. It isn't your fault." Well it was Loki's fault that he was locked up but his mothers death probably wasn't his. Loki had obviously been close to his mother, and looked like he was in pain over that. Tony leaned over and awkwardly patted the god on the back. "I'm sorry."

"And I don't know..." Tony frowned. "Now that I'm talking to you you don't seem half bad. There is always a way to gain, well, redemption I guess. Make up for what you did. Nobody deserves to be miserable. Well, I'm sure that is what some optimist would say." Tony shrugged. "But don't worry, Lokes, I'll help you get better and then you can go and... Feel better?" Great advice. Oh shit. He did not just call Loki Lokes. Nope. No no no. What was he doing? "As you've probably guessed, I'm not good at... Talking to people like this. I'm crap at it actually. So yeah, that is why all of what I say is stupid."