[ Loki gets up, staggering and sweating and clearly not stable, and Stephen has to work hard to keep his eyes from rolling at I'm all good. It's Robin to the rescue, clearly already exhausted by the concept of corralling him, but in doing so does at least answer Stephen's question. One of them can be trusted to walk. ]
Not you.
[ Loki, that is. One shrug of Stephen's shoulder is all it takes to send the cloak at his back swooping across the small space between them to settle over the shoulders of Loki's suit - and lift him carefully up off the ground. No room for argument. Stephen is a physician, and he would also opt for a strong no.
To Robin: ]
You're not at risk of collapsing before making it back to HQ?
[ Not that he expects an honest answer about personal wellbeing from any hero-type, but HQ is directly on the other side of the portal he walked in through, so it's a risk he's willing to take. ]
no subject
Not you.
[ Loki, that is. One shrug of Stephen's shoulder is all it takes to send the cloak at his back swooping across the small space between them to settle over the shoulders of Loki's suit - and lift him carefully up off the ground. No room for argument. Stephen is a physician, and he would also opt for a strong no.
To Robin: ]
You're not at risk of collapsing before making it back to HQ?
[ Not that he expects an honest answer about personal wellbeing from any hero-type, but HQ is directly on the other side of the portal he walked in through, so it's a risk he's willing to take. ]