MDaylus
Loki didn't drop his resistance as Tony made a face when he argued. He held back a snort when Tony said that he knew he wanted to fix things but that he needed to let his mind rest. There was no time to rest. He had done so little in the comparison of what he needed to finish. The resistance faded a bit when Tony asked him how much of a fight could he put up if he was mentally exhausted. Tony was right of course, sleep meant magic, strength and the ability to think clearer. The walls would be stronger but would they be strong enough to hold against Thanos. He looked a bit uneasy in his thoughts as Tony shifted to face him fully. *He'll tear them apart again...* Loki murmured giving a slight shiver of fear. He had no defense with his mind still broken and his memories floating around as they were. Some that had buried so long in the palace of his mind now sought out to attack him. He could barely stand being in his own mind but it was what he needed to do. If he stopped to sleep now he was scared that he wouldn't start again.