Loki was looking at Thor, he wasn't sure only that he couldn't sleep. He still had his head rested on his brother. The god felt miserable and sick. He didn't want his brother to miss out on sleep or anything because of him.
"I know... but brother please sleep, even if you stay by me." He yawned. He didn't want his brother staying up all night. "Don't need you sick next or even just too tired." He knew how much his brother cared and that he would be willing to do that.
He wrapped his arms around his brother. The god tried to relax and get some sleep.

Loki didn't think he would sleep, He seemed restless. He closed his eyes but would open them again. He was tired of not sleeping well. He looked exhausted. He hoped that eventaully exhaustion would just knock him out.
He soon was able to get some sleep, his breathing was heavy. The god had quite a high fever. He tried to sleep the best he could. His arms stayed around his brother, He snored as he was so tired. He looked more weak and vunerable when he was asleep.

LOki awoke the next morning startled. He had woken once in the night because he was coughing so bad. He curled up closly to his brother and closed his eyes again. He was so weak he barely had the energy. The god wondered if Tony and Thor had slept any. He knew that he needed to stay in bed and try to get better.
His head was making him feel worse, as it was aching and all dizzy.
The god was sure some soup might be a good idea, though he barely was hungry.