Loki's eyes widened when Raina placed the scepter next to him. "How in Helheim were you able to find it so quickly?" He asked with a look of utter shock and disbelief, immediately sitting up from his previous laying position on the bed and grasping the thing with both hands. It all seemed too good to be true, but the scepter was real, not a fake. He could tell that S.H.I.E.L.D had tampered with it, probably hoping to understand and use it's technology for themselves, but very little damage had been done to it's core. It still reacted to his touch, connecting with the magic already within him and mingling with it, finding the torn shreds of seidr and attempting to mend them back together. It felt good. The effects weren't immediate, but he could already feel some of his strength returning.
He looked at Raina with a genuine smile. "Thank you."















