[Thor's aggravation stutters at that, because -- he hadn't really checked. The discovery of the fever had propelled him so immediately into anger that seeing how well Loki was hadn't been at the forefront of his mind.
A fact that twinges with guilt.]
He's-- I don't know, about the same. He didn't seem any worse. [He crosses his arms over his chest, grumbling.] Not that he'd tell me even if he was.
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A fact that twinges with guilt.]
He's-- I don't know, about the same. He didn't seem any worse. [He crosses his arms over his chest, grumbling.] Not that he'd tell me even if he was.