Loki was looking at his brother. He smiled when Thor helped him. "Thanks Thor." once they were in the bathroom. Loki was shivering a bit. He hoped a warm bath would help.
The god knew his brother would always be there for him.
"I umm will be fine from here," He felt rather akward. He only ever saw Thor in a botherly way. But he was still akward when it came to getting undressed and he always wanted his privacy.

"I'll call you if I need any assistance." Loki told him. When Thor had left the room, he got undressed before slowly getting into the tub, He was coughing.
The god slowly washed up and washed out his black hair. He knew that a bath did help him feel better when he was quite sick. The god was looking relaxed as he lay in the tub.

After having a bath, he gets out and gets dry and changed. He is shaking and tried to fix up his hair. He was looking rather pale. He leaned on the wall breathing heavily.
"THor need help!" He called out for him.