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Loki opens his eyes wide. First thing he sees is Mobius' worried face. The man, who is holding his shoulder, sighs in relief.
"You're finally awake," he says and because Loki doesn't say anything, which is very unusual for him, he adds:"You were thrashing in bed, screaming like a tortured soul. What was that? A nightmare?"
After watching Loki's lack of reaction, Mobius realises it must be the case. TVA agent sits down on the bed beside Asgardian prince, still gently holding other man's shoulder.
"Do you want to tell me about it, Loki? What have you seen?" he asks softly and then patiently waits for the answer.
Fragments of the nightmare are still in Loki's head: twisted, dark memories he wishes he could forget. It takes him a while to gather thoughts.
"Miss Minutes," he replies finally, swiping cold sweat from his forehead.