Loki falls asleep on Magda's floor watching "Plan 9 From Outer Space". He has no idea what the movie is about. Sleeping through the end of it won't hurt much. When he wakes, there is a blanket tucked around him. He clutches it around him and wanders downstairs. Pans clatter in the kitchen. The late morning light filters through the windows.

"Good morning, Loki."

"Good morning, Magda. What time is it?"

"Half past ten. Breakfast will be ready in a few moments. Omelettes. I used some of the sausages in them. They will be the best omelettes ever."

"I do not know if I have ever had an omelette."

"I will drown them in cheese, too. They will be amazing. A culture as advanced as yours cannot have neglected to invent the omelette. What else do you do with eggs?"

"We hard boil them. And we fry them. And I have had them scrambled with quite a few herbs."

"This is better. A little pillow of delight." She gestures to the table and piles a plate with food, "Eggs. Potatoes. And fried tomatoes. All a very good way to start the morning."

"That it is. Thank you for allowing me to stay here last night."

"Any time you need to, you are welcome. Family, remember?"

"Yes, of course. Is Wanda coping well with adding a brother?"

"Slowly, yes. She adores you, but calling anyone but Pietro by the word is still hard for her. But she does see you as her sibling, even if she cannot say it yet."

"It seems we all struggle a bit with our families."

"Yes. Some more than others, but yes. It is not uncommon."

"Not all of us were raised by the All-Father. Or tortured by HYDRA with our twin."

"Yes, this is true. But still. Our lives are all woven together. And many of us have had controlling and harsh parents or undergone deep and traumatic things with our siblings. The details may be different, but the lasting effects are not so much."

"You draw these parallels easily."

"My job is do connect refugees from different parts of the world by showing them their common experience so they can better help one another. I have to be good at finding commonality."

"Yes, of course. I hope Wanda is safe. I know she just left, but I cannot help but worry, given what it is she is seeking."

"There will be others after the stone."

"Yes."

"And you know who one of them might be."

"I know who one of them will be, or, rather, who will send his agents. And he is brutal. This frightens me."

"Wanda is smart. She will find her way home to us."

"I know. But I worry. How do you not?"

Magda shrugs, "It is not that I do not worry, but that I know I can do nothing to change her work, so worrying is useless. She will do what she will do. And I will be here waiting when she returns home."

"I am not so patient, but I will be here, too."

"I know. That is how family works, when it works."

Loki thinks back to all the times he waited for Thor when they were much younger when Thor rode off to war. He always sat impatiently at home, waiting for word, reading every report that was sent back from the field. But he did wait. And when he went astray and was in danger, Thor did not bother to wait, he sought him out. He wonders if he could do this for Wanda, now that he is simply one of Midagard.