[Loki's done his best to clean up - again - and simply deal with the feeling of being attacked in his own home. He should know better by now that the feeling of safety is never true. He was foolish when he let Clint Barton attack him. And even more foolish now, it seemed.
The worst of the mess cleared away, he'd simply sat, back against the wall, head in his hands, and tried to think of other things. Sleep was out the question.
His damn hands wouldn't stop shaking.
The knock surprised him. He swallowed thickly, did his best to compose his expression, and went to answer the door.
He knew before he answered that it was Billy. Though the question of why was far greater in his mind.]
[Action, October 4/5]
The worst of the mess cleared away, he'd simply sat, back against the wall, head in his hands, and tried to think of other things. Sleep was out the question.
His damn hands wouldn't stop shaking.
The knock surprised him. He swallowed thickly, did his best to compose his expression, and went to answer the door.
He knew before he answered that it was Billy. Though the question of why was far greater in his mind.]
Billy, yes?