MDaylus
Loki smiled gently to his son when the boy admitted that he didn't think that he could do magic like him or his mother. *Magic takes time to train and maybe you won't have as much as me or your grandmother but you do have some. When I have my magic back I will be happy to help teach you what I can." Loki promised his son huggging him tightly before he let go and watched the screen again.
He watched for two hours or so when the group reached their destination, he almost felt relief that nothing had happened. He knew he had thought of that too early when everything went dark in the mansion just after Natasha had let the quinjet to do her part in the mission leaving no one to answer a distress call. *JARVIS?* Loki questioned even though he knew it would be no good. Luckily he did not have to wait for his eyes to adjust seeing that the daylight from outside filtered in just fine. *Fenrir go to Betty and Jane have them take you to where ever is safest in the mansion.* Loki ordered his tone leaving no room for arguement as he pulled his son off his lap and putting him on the floor so he could do as told. He had been right that something had not felt right with the timing of the mission and the rest of the group being gone. Now he could prove it but had no desire to tell anyone that he had been right in his feeling. If this had been Odin he would have just taken what he wanted, no this was someone who was supposed to be a friend. Shifting the wheel chair he faced the doorway waiting. It was then he heard an odd noise like the sound of air escaping. It was an odd sound to Loki and it sounded like it was coming from the vents. After a minute of two of examining the sound his head felt funny like after the attack from Sif but not as severe, just that he suddenly felt tired.