"then fall asleep on my couch and act like he did nothing. He is one unusual person" Tony said trying to sit up, but his head was spinning to much and he just laid back down
THor shrugged "Yeah I suppose." He said. The god was worried about his friend. "You really don't look well, I am sorry your sick because of my brothers doing."
Tony merely nodded not bothering to ask what truth. It wasnt his business. he was getting tired, and he closed his eyes for seconds, but ended up falling asleep
Tony dragged himself into the kitchen and grabbed himself a drink. He stared at Loki, who was now awake for about a minute or so before just walking back into his room. He just wanted to throw Loki out the window but by doing that he would be stooping to Lokis level and that would make him just as bad as Loki
Loki said nothing, he knew Tony hated him, He wasn;t sure why he even regretted his actions. He gets up and sighed, He goes and makes soup and takes it to Tony. He seems to be a good cook. "Umm here."
"Thanks" he said taking the soup and slowly eating it. It was good, which for some reason came as a surprise to Tony. He finished the soup and put the empty bowl on the side stand and broke into a fit of coughing. Then shivered and curled up. He looked miserable
Loki stood aside, he waited for Tony to finish before he took dishes to kitchen. He had to get food to eat as well. He was thinking. He knew all this was his fault.