Loki stared at her as she started to cry, he stayed as still as a statue, resisting the urge to wince, no matter how old he was, he was sure he'd never be able to deal or comfort women when they where crying. Once she stopped he sighed and shrugged, "It was my own mistakes that kept me from being up there" he said quietly, "If I'd never listened to another angel, then this wouldn;t of happened" he explained quietly, "But there's nothing I can really do about it now" he said, his voice surprisingly calm, "I learned to deal with it a while ago" he said, memories from that day resurfacing. "I was lucky, I think, they where going to take away my wings.."

