While she may not be a fully trained miko, she did have a high interest in healing in all it's forms. One such form was easing the tension of another's aura, sort of like an empath easing the mind. She let her power flow into his aura, smoothing the ragged edges. It wouldn't cure him completely, but it would help.
Possession left a bad taste in one's mouth and the sense of wrongness in your being for a long time. Second guessing yourself, wondering if you've really done a certain something a certain way all your life, or that was something you 'picked' up due to the possession. It took a while to get back to feeling like your old self. But the fact of the matter was, you never really did feel like your old self ever again.
"Call out if you need anything," she said, pulling her hand back, happy to see that he had eased somewhat.
"Will do." he nodded his head.
His breathing was more or less normal, he wasn't as jumpy or nervous and was taking in his surroundings far more calmly.
Turning to Romanoff, the two then began their way down to the suite… or what was left of it. Most of the damage done was centered around where Loki lay on the floor. In fact… Kagome recognized the the pattern.
Only this time, instead of 'sit'... it looked like someone ragdolled the god. A lot.
Wincing, she made her way with Romanoff to the others and surrounded the fallen god. They watched with sharp eyes as he crawled the short distance to support himself on the living room steps.
"If it's all the same to you… I'll have that drink."
In response to Loki's... request, they all shifted to a more battle ready stance. They may be wounded, exhausted, and dying to kick back and catch a breath, but they were more than ready to take him on should need be.
AN: ...Monday again, but not really all that bad for a Monday. Read, enjoy, and review!