Loki tried to sleep but he was haunted by nightmares, and it wasn't just from Hydra it was from everything else. All the people that he's harmed in the past, the lives that were taken because of his selfish nature. He began to toss and turn, and eventually his sleep was cut short he woke up with a start, forgetting about his injuries he yelped in pain and started coughing again. He looked over at Cy, "you're still here? Why?" The god asked as he slowly laid back in the bed, he appeared to be shivering.

Anna looked at him, "yes it is Loki and I know what you are thinking..But we couldn't have just left him there to die, what would Thor have thought if we did nothing to help his near death little brother? We'd be out one powerful ally," Anna responded. "Look I know you are worried, we all are but right now he can barely move, hell barely even take a drink of water with out being riddled by pain and weakness." She added trying to assure her friend, "and well when he gets better if he tries something we will deal with him than. Doubt he's that dumb to take on all of us, but that's not our main issue right now. The issue is taking down HYDRA, and maybe Loki will be on our side this time."

Cy blinked at him sleepily; she had been dozing in the chair with her legs drawn up to her chest. "Huh? To make sure you're alright," she finally said, her voice slow and laden with fatigue. Tucking her hair behind her ear, she pushed to her feet and rolled the blankets up around Loki's neck. "Want more blankets? I can go hunt some up, if you want." She returned to the chair and sat down with a thump. She folded her arms across her chest to wait for his answer.

Arc groaned and adjusted his bullet-proof vest. "Thor cares too much about that kid. Loki's bad news; always has been, always will be." He blew a long breath out through his nose. "Well, I'm heading into the barracks to hit the hay. You staying up much longer?" He pushed off the chair and rotated his shoulder. It popped audibly. He winced and walked away from Wilson; it was nearly midnight, and it was time to go to sleep. The next morning he could reassess the situation, maybe fortify the hospital room to make sure Loki didn't get any cute ideas. Lumbering to the elevators, he waved one last time and pushed the button to shut the doors.

"No, I'm good thank you, can I ask you something? Why are you being so kind to me? After everything I've done, all the lives I've destroyed and yet you stay by my bedside and offer my comfort, why?" Loki asked looking at the girl, "most people would just say I deserve this. Well not most people, everyone." He added coughing slightly.

Anna sighed deeply, in a way Arc was right, Loki was bad news but in her own mind he could change. She stood up straight and went to the infirmary to go and check up on everything before heading off to bed, they all needed some well deserved rest.