Loki closed his eyes tightly, hand curling against her side. Why did she have to speak of this again? He rolled away, onto his back, rubbing at his face with his hands. "I wear the coat of a spy today, not that of a diplomat. I cannot change what I have seen."

He sighed, shaking his head and closing his eyes. "I must away early in the morning. There's more I must know if I'm to grasp the situation fully." He did find her hand, lightly squeezing it. "But I believe no unpleasant dreams will trouble me."