She's got a far away look on her face, her eyes a little glazed over. There are voices in the distance, she can hear them whispering words of reassurance, but she can't quite grasp them. All she can really concentrate on is blood, blood, blood.

But no, there's more than that. Not much bu there's a touch, and the voice again and she knows it might be lying, knows that there could be so much more pain and bleeding but it says otherwise.

We're fine.

"We're fine," Loki makes her mouth form the words, though she can't quite push sound out. Still, it's just enough to make her eyes focus in again, looking at Wanda with a hesitant expression.

"We're fine?"