Loki watches her, breath shaky, hands itching to reach out and touch. She's sure this isn't what's actually happening, sure that her mind is playing games again. However, there's a desperation that runs through her, a need for something, anything, to be kind and Wanda was such a kind, good thing to her.

Maybe...

Loki reaches out, careful in the way her fingers connect with Wanda's as if her touch alone could break this spell.

"Please," she says, her voice soft, pleading. "Please don't go. Please stay this time?"