Loki nods, her mind foggy and uncertain if this is still something that hse's experiencing or just dreaming. She leans heavily against Wanda, walking slowly but still making progress all the same. She's not sure how any of this is happening, how she's managed to survive to make it to now, but here she is and she is praying to whatever might be listening that this is going to not shatter when she tries to ground herself.

She stays quiet as they make their way out, still trying to process and more than that, trying to remember that she's going to be free from this. SHe's going to be with Wanda now and that things...things might be all right.

"What happens now?" She asks after a long silence, her voice nervous. "What happens after we get out? What comes next?" Because even as Wanda is making promises, she can't help but think of the next terrible thing that finds them.