The hand over his mouth stops anything else he might have said from escaping, Loki taking the cue for what it was. It doesn't stop him from lifting a hand to grip his brother's in a slightly weak hold, though, a questioning--confused look on his face.

What was going on? What happened? Everything was a blur..

His hand falls to rest on his chest and Loki can't help but wince as his head is lifted, breath hitching despite his best efforts to stay quiet. That stung. A lot.

What he managed to sign with his other hand, eyes still a bit hazy.