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A Quiet Place Meme

Don't make a sound. Your survival depends on it.

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Food. Food...did not sound good right now but he knew that he needed to eat. After sleeping for as long as he had his body needed the nutrients, especially if he wanted to recover from his injuries properly. Still the idea of it made his stomach churn a bit even as he nodded and motioned Thor to go after a moment.

Once the other had left the room Loki carefully moved to sit on one of the armchairs he had set up in the room long before, glancing at the windows as he went with the same nervousness that Thor had. It wasn't until he was settled that he started to carefully strip off his sweater and the shirt underneath, both stained with blood and caked with dirt from the exploits with the creatures.

Even if he couldn't get properly cleaned right now something was better than nothing.

Thor returned in short order with food. He kept the choices light and easy on the stomach. He offers the food out before moving to try and find Loki a new shirt to wear. He would need to clean his brother up a bit though. The dried blood couldn't be comfortable.

This would mean risking a bit of noise to fetch some water. He was sure he could keep it quiet enough so long as he was careful. Being on the road for so long helped him figure out small tricks for keeping normally noise producing things to a quiet level.

Let me wash. He settles next to Loki, one wet towel, one dry and a blanket to carefully wring the hand towel out under. It would help muffle.

Loki isn't even aware that Thor is back until the other is handing him the food, the darker haired young man blinking and nodding his thanks as he slowly takes the offered subsistence. It takes him a moment more to actually attempt to eat any of it but he finally does, picking off pieces and eating slowly but hey! It's better than nothing at all, right?

He's gotten through a fair bit of it when Thor returns, his appetite returning the more he eats, and Loki looks at the washcloths then his brother.

Alright.

Thor was glad to see Loki eating. It meant he was feeling better at least. Even a small bit of food would perk him up. They would just need to make sure he didn't get any infection in the wound and that his full faculties returned. Though, with a concussion as bad as Thor suspected, he knew there might be some lasting issues as he healed.

Thank god his skull hadn't cracked, was all Thor could think to himself.

His hands are gentle as he begins slowly and carefully cleaning the blood and dirt away from Loki's pale skin. It was slow going, due to having to try and keep quiet and trying to listen out for any movements outside. Hopefully Loki would be feeling better by the end of it.

There's only the slightest flinches here and there as Thor works on cleaning the blood from his skin, everything overly sensitive since his body was so out of sorts from the concussion and wounds he'd sustained in general. He manages a little more of the food before quietly setting the rest aside and relaxing into the armchair to let Thor finish, indeed feeling better now that he was somewhat refreshed.

What he wouldn't give for a proper bath though. Perhaps one day..

A shiver goes through him eventually and Loki gently catches his brother's hand to stop him, giving him a grateful look--eyes a bit glassy but far better than they had been.

Cold. Will do for now. Thank you.

Thor nods, glad to have gotten at least most of his brother clean. He examines Loki's eyes, seeing the glassy look and frowning. At least it wasn't so dazed. Hopefully, he would recover well. Thor had seen fellow soldiers take blows to the head and recovering fully took time. They weren't exactly safe here, so time wasn't something they could use idly.

Sweater

Thor shifts to his feet, taking the bowl away and goes on a hunt for a sweater for Loki to wear. Thankfully he was easier to dress, being as lanky as he was. He returns with it to help Loki get dressed, making sure his brother didn't move too fast to make himself dizzy.

Will finish supply run. Day or two. You stay.

They didn't have time and even if his current state Loki knew that which was why he was already prepared to travel as he was currently. It wasn't the best option and if push come to shove he would make a hard choice for the sake of his brother but for now, they would get moving sooner rather than later.

It was just a matter of getting Thor to agree.

One day. Loki signed it firmly despite how weary he felt, giving his brother a look once he was dressed properly again. No more than that. Can't waste time. His expression soften just a touch and he reached out to rest a hand on Thor's shoulder and squeeze it weakly. Can't stay here he signed with his free hand, mouthing the words, speaking in a breath.

They had to get moving.

If you are well.

Thor's signs were harder this time. He wasn't going to bend to this. If Loki was still unsteady then they wouldn't get that far anyway. It was better to stay where they could lock doors and take advantage of known territory. He knew they needed to leave. It was just a matter of weighings risks.

Will see. Promise, will try one day.

It was up to Loki in a way. Thor wouldn't put him at risk. Even if it was as simple as nausea the sound of vomiting would attract attention. They needed to be certain. Or at least as certain as they would be able to be considering the circumstances.

Okay.

It was better than nothing and Loki would just have to do his best to actually rest and not strain himself so they could actually get moving in a good amount of time.

Leaving the subject be for now, the slimmer man absently rolled his sleeves up so he could actually use his hands properly before reaching out to take one of his brother's hands to give it a squeeze.

Thank you he signed with his free hand, squeezing Thor's hand again. Would have died without you.

Thor shakes his head slightly, gripping Loki's hand. He stared at the floor for a moment then signs without looking at Loki.

My fault.

Loki wouldn't have let it happen. He was smart, he knew the area. He would have been more cautious and avoided the situation entirely. Thor knew this one was entirely his fault.

He reaches to gently pull Loki closer, pressing their foreheads together. He'd seen too many people killed by those creatures. To see his brother almost die as well was too much.

Even as their foreheads press together Loki shakes his head slightly, reaching up to tap his hand against his brother's chest before firmly finger spelling out a word.

N. O.

It wasn't Thor's fault. They had both made mistakes and it wasn't like there had been much of a choice. Plus what was done was done and now they just had to move on and keep fighting. Keep living as best they could.

He was alive. That's all that mattered.

Loki let his eyes close, hand resting flat on Thor's chest over his heart for the moment as he let out a quiet breath.

They both were.

It would be harder than that to convince Thor otherwise but Thor also knew there wouldn't be much a point in arguing with Loki. His brother always won out in matters of stubbornness. How many arguments had they had over the years? Loki often won them, and if he didn't he wouldn't hang around for long for Thor to gloat. He'd be busy working out a way to get revenge.

This moment, Loki's hand on his chest. It reminded him of when they were young and only had each other to play with. Years spent running around and making their own adventures and doing their best to avoid chores.

Wishing things would never change.

Get rest. Need rest. Thor motions to Loki to settle back down. He'd eaten a little. There wasn't much that Thor felt comfortable asking Loki to do while recovering.

Loki had opened his eyes again in time to see Thor sign his gentle orders and scoffed silently though there wasn't much fight in him right now. He wanted to help; he didn't want to leave everything on his brother. But what good was he going to be?

Don't over work yourself. Please.

He gave the other a pointed look and prodded him in the chest lightly before starting to shift away.

We both need our strength.

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