Loki nodded. He knew that it made sense. He hated having the nightmares though. It made him so scared sometimes, as well as upset and made him remeber all the bad things he had done.
He regretted it and felt so guilty about all the trouble he had caused.
The god felt even sicker at the thought of remebering all the people he killed.
"Yeah, I never thought I'd admit to needing him, but he makes me feel better when I am down or feel bad about myself."

"Well yeah, didn't have time and at the time that was fun for me." The god looked ashamed that he had found that fun. 
He knew it was a bad thing. "I regret everything and feel so terrible about it." He knew he had poor reasons for wanting to rule earth. But he didn't go into them or want to talk about the whole thing all that much. He was thinking a bit.
The god felt miserable about everything really. It was all too much for him. He cried a little again. He knew that being with Tony only made him realise how sorry he really was. He didn't seem to think it had been good choices anymore.

The god looked at the movies. He seemed overwhelmed and confused. He knew of none of them, he was interested by the idea of them.
He blinked and looked through the dvds and sighed when he couldn't choose.
"I can't choose." he admited "I Have no idea"
This was all too new for him to even choose a movie.
The god curled up in his blankets and sniffed and then sneezed a bit. He felt awful. He hoped at least that a movie would take his mind off how sick he was feeling. The god knew distractions were the best idea right now.