Oh but those tears, and that yank free of his grip are like a knife to the heart, for all Loki knew to expect such a reaction.

"Seek assistance," He replied gently, wishing that this was something he had the immediate solution to. That he could simply wave a hand and magic it away. "Have you spoken with Eir about this? I would... think them best suited to help you figure out what to do. I could go with you if you wanted, let the others think you're dragging my troublesome ass in for a checkup."

Would it make it less harrowing, to have an excuse to go see Eir, to have support as he did? Loki hoped so, because it seemed the best option he could think of.