Heimdall, Hyrrokkin, Thor, and Loki were having dinner as a "family", now in their pajamas. They were having hot chocolate at home, with warm blankets. After everything that had happened, they deserved a break.

"So," Heimdall began. "How are you guys?" he continued, referring to Thor and Loki, not knowing what to say.

Loki sighed.

Thor looked at Loki, worried.

"I feel terrible..." Loki said, staring into his cup of hot chocolate, not daring to look at anyone, especially Thor.

Thor understood, and he wasn't angry, but he had already forgiven him.

"I told you it's okay, that I'm not angry," Thor said, trying to cheer Loki up.

"Yeah, but imagine if I hurt you? Imagine if I couldn't control myself and killed you?" Loki said, tears forming in his eyes.

"Hey, no. Don't think that. The important thing now is that both you and Thor, and everyone else, are okay now, and no one is dead or injured," Hyrrokkin said, trying to calm the situation and the tension.

Loki stood up and placed his cup of hot chocolate on the living room table.

"I'm going to the bathroom," he said before running upstairs.

"Careful, don't run, you might fall!" Heimdall called out from the living room.

Loki locked himself in the bathroom and burst into tears. He couldn't stop crying. And his nose was running a lot. He felt terrible.