The commentary from Loki's illusions makes Prometheus chuckle briefly as he shoves another couch into place. Good thing he works hard to keep his ego in check, because that's an awfully nice thing to say about him. Already he's seeing these women and children as within his realm of responsibility and care, as if they were his own people.
It does beg the question of where Thor is, but he'll worry about that later. Right now he needs to finish gathering everyone together and making the furniture corral as pleasant as possible. When it seems that there are no more strays, he heads over to another part of the Plaza, where a vendor is selling popcorn and other snacks from a cart. After a brief exchange, Prometheus presses a number of gold coins into the happy vendor's hands and wheels the cart over to the corral.
He also snags himself a first aid kit, one of several that are stationed about the Plaza.
Once snacks are being handed out and it gets about as calm as it can, Prometheus returns to Loki's side, kit in hand. "How many are injured? Do you need my help, or should I try to make a list of who is here?"
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It does beg the question of where Thor is, but he'll worry about that later. Right now he needs to finish gathering everyone together and making the furniture corral as pleasant as possible. When it seems that there are no more strays, he heads over to another part of the Plaza, where a vendor is selling popcorn and other snacks from a cart. After a brief exchange, Prometheus presses a number of gold coins into the happy vendor's hands and wheels the cart over to the corral.
He also snags himself a first aid kit, one of several that are stationed about the Plaza.
Once snacks are being handed out and it gets about as calm as it can, Prometheus returns to Loki's side, kit in hand. "How many are injured? Do you need my help, or should I try to make a list of who is here?"