"Loki didn't specifically ask me to do anything." Harley shakes her head slightly. "I can tell that he does think of you, as he does consider you his Brother. And he has so much on his plate. You both do..."

She leans back in her chair. Sipping at her tea. "I am here because I wanted to see you. Because you are my friend."

And if he needs someone to break down with... she would be able to handle whatever he throws at her. Without a word to anyone else. Maybe he has to hear that.

"I ain't going to tell anyone what we talked about. That ain't anyone else's business..." Or even if he talks at all. It seems he is only comfortable with a few words right now.