Loki was sure that he would be ok as long as Thor was there. The god coughed and smiled weakly at his brother "I wish... , well better than normal but still woke , but this time because I was coughing, I was worried I'd wake you but you seemed deeply asleep." He smiled a bit "Glad I didn't wake you."
He knew he always felt bad when he woke his brother from sleeping.
At least he hadn't this time. He knew that his brother wouldn't have minded been woken though.

Loki was looking at his brother "I know.... , I just hate looking a mess and leaving my hair like this." He laughed. He sounded very miserable. He coughed a bit. The god coughed harder.
"Food and water would be good, I think my stomach feels ok today, but maybe something light encase."
The god didn't want to push it and eat too much, he also didn't want to eat anything too heavy. He sniffed a bit "Maybe could you help me up , I wish to take a bath." He looked at Thor.

He knew that a bath maybe pushing it when he had no strength. The god knew a bath would help him feel better. He at least wanted to attempt to fix his hair. The god of mischeif's hair was alll greasy and messy.
He knew that he was vain about his hair sometimes. He really looked a wreck, his body was thinner as well. He held his head feeling dizzy. He was determined to be able to take bath if he could.