The thrum and gleam of Loki's magic remains steady as he works on the injured. Not all of the minor wounds will be healed this way, but anything that might slow the person down or leave them at risk of infection will be treated. A few minor scrapes and cuts are bandaged by some of the older children and adults, and by the time Prometheus returns to Loki's couch infirmary, he is weaving some kind of sleep spell over the handful of children that are in shock. There's an older teenage girl next to him who seems to be watching intently. She's very, very pale, possibly in some shock herself, but she's also holding the toddler that was in Loki's arms earlier.

"Thank you," he tells Prometheus, quiet but heartfelt, and it takes him a long moment to look up from the sleeping children around him. When he does, he turns to the girl first, murmuring instructions and directions to one of the residential areas of the Nexus, and then: "Tell them that Loki of Asgard demands they return his favor. Take Solvi and her little one, and...and I will come to you later, once everyone else is settled."

That settled, he rises and puts his hand on Prometheus' shoulder, pulling him aside and away from the group. There's a flicker of green as he creates some sort of soundproof barrier around them. "Thanos attacked," he says in a hollow voice, and there is something not-quite-right with his body language. It's jerky and robotic.

"If things occurred in Thor's world the same as they did in mine, he will have survived and a few others will have escaped via space, but there are no guarantees. It is equally possible that you are looking at the last living Asgardians from his universe."