"I am deeply sorry about that, Loki," Thor replied quietly. "I have been unable to sleep for the past few days for fear of what had become of you." Even though they had fought a lot since Thor's banishment on earth all that time ago, Thor still loved his brother. Even after everything he had done Thor could still see the good inside of Loki. Even if he did not fully trust his brother, he wanted what was best for him and wanted help him redeem himself to others and to himself.

Thor let Loki hugging him, one arm moving around his brother and the other hand gently stroking his black hair in a comforting manner much like Thor had the many times in the past Loki had been upset and come to him. "I miss mother too..." Thor's voice caught in his throat, but he gulped and refused to let tears surface. For now he would be strong so he could comfort Loki. He had had his time to grieve mother. He was not over her death, she missed her dearly... But her and Loki had always been very close. It must have affected him so much. "And her death is not your fault," Thor murmured soothingly, just kind of holding Loki as he curled up against him. It had been a while since... Loki had allowed him so close. His brother had been so cut off for a while. Not that Thor could blame him but Thor had missed the old Loki, the Loki who smiled, played pranks and got on with Thor, so much. "And I know you are sorry, I know..."

"Odin does not hate you," Thor eventually managed to reply, after a pause. Odin didn't necessarily hate Loki but he definitely no longer saw him as a son. The cutting of the relationship was probably mutual. The only reason Loki hadn't been killed for his crimes was their mother. Odin had wanted to leave Loki to rot in his cell but after their mother's death... Thor had managed to get him around to letting Loki out on the condition that Thor watched him, and if he put one foot out of line... Well. "And we will find you a place that you belong." He sounded like he believed it, like with his help Loki would find somewhere, anywhere, that he could belong. "I promise." He winced slightly as Loki threw up again. His brother looked so ill... Thor hadn't seen him like this for a while. "I'm sorry, I do not know much to help with the sickness. Mother told me one of her remedies, one that helps with sleep, but my memory of that is foggy. I was only a boy when I asked. I wanted to be able to look after you all by myself." He smiled slightly. "I may be able to remember, though, and make it."

Tony gave a yell of triumph as a thought suddenly crossed his mind. That was it! He knew what he had to do. It would take a bit to make, and he hadn't finished all the parts yet, but he knew how to make his next Iron Man suit. He had gone off that one for a while, managing to nearly finish the one that could go into space. He did have an idea for one other that wasn't going to be his main one, to join what he had dubbed the Iron Legion, and he should probably start working on that too. And sleep. But sleep wasn't that important. He'd drink some coffee soon to stay awake. Then, work. Unless he was needed by Loki or Thor of course.