Tony saw that Loki didn't realise understand any of the Bambi stuff, so decided to just continue with Lokes for now. He was sure Loki wasn't too fond of nicknames in general but he would have to deal with it. It was what Tony did. He gave everyone nicknames. It was just his thing, he guessed. Whether other people liked it or not. Although he tried not to upset them or anything. Often they didn't even get the references or nicknames. He was pretty sure the only Avenger he hadn't given a nickname was Natasha and that was only because he was sure he would break one of his bones or something if he did.

"Probably a good idea... At least you managed the soup," Tony smiled slightly. He glanced at Loki, tilting his head slightly. Was he blushing? No, Tony was just imagining it. Loki's cheeks were probably flushed by the fever. He was pretty sure that happened. Head going to the cheeks or some biological crap like that. He didn't know. He noticed that Loki leaned on him a bit and was surprised he didn't mind. In fact, he quite liked it. Strange. Before he knew it he'd moved one arm so it was loosely draped around Loki. He bit his lip but decided removing it would just be more obvious. Act smooth, Tony. Like its just the normal position you sit in.

"Oh, right... If I knew anything to help with that I would give it to you," Tony replied quietly, sounding slightly worried. He knew the best thing for a fever was to just rest and try and sleep it out. At least Loki wasn't getting any worse. He moved his gaze back to the movies, watching with a half interest. He had already seen it all before, of course, so he knew what happened. He did love Lord of the rings, though. Not something most would guess when they watched him. He wasn't much of a fan of fantasy, but Lord of the rings was pretty great.