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Anyway, this chapter is kind of short and mostly dialogue, but the next chapter after this one will make up for it. Enjoy!

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Steve narrowed his eyes, his voice firm and harsh, "What?"

I looked at his furious gaze, and then quickly averted my eyes, "That's not how I healed it. . ."

"Then what really happened?"

"When I got hit, I fell off of the building. But," I said quietly, "Loki caught me." I glanced up and looked at the baffled looks of everyone in the room. I continued when no one said a word, "He dragged me away from the edge and healed my wound with his magic."

"Why did he do that?" Steve asked, utterly confused.

I shrugged, "I don't know. . ."

"Did his magic affect you in other ways?" Thor asked.

I nodded, "Yeah, he uh . . . he can talk to me telepathically."

"Is that why you've been so distracted recently?" Steve asked, "Because he's been talking to you?"

I nodded, "Yeah."

"How long has this been happening?" Steve looked at me with concern.

"For a few days now."

"Has he been hurting you?"

I shook my head, "No."

"Why didn't you tell anyone?"

"Because no one would have believed me! So I figured I could handle it."

Steve glanced at Thor, "Is there any way to fix this?"

Thor shook his head and sighed, "I do not know."

Steve sighed, "I don't know what to do then."

"Neither do I," I said quietly.

"I suppose all we can do right now is just wait it out until we find a solution." He looked at me, sheer worry on his face, "Just . . . be careful, okay? I don't trust him. . ."

"He can't be that bad, can he?" Ayame asked, "I mean, he did save Robin, right?"

Steve shrugged, "I don't know, but he's not the most trustworthy sort."

I would never harm you, Robin. . . Loki said quietly.

Really? I asked, surprised.

Really, he answered sincerely.

The room had grown uncomfortably quiet. I shifted a bit in the silence; it had seemed that when the noise had all died down the room had gotten much stuffier. I stood up abruptly, glancing quickly around the room before saying in a hurried voice, "I think I'm going to go get some fresh air, okay? Okay. 'Bye!" And I walked as quickly out of that room as I could. I had always hated quiet rooms.