Is there anything I can just hold? Not sure I can use utensils at the moment.

[He watches as she moves to lay down and reaches a hand out to touch her arm. It seems that the touch helps to anchor him to the real world just a little bit better.

He does appreciate that she is careful to not let the flames burn him. He worries momentarily for the bed, but reasons that if it actually catches fire she would say something about it.]

The man I got it from said it would last about 2 hours. What time is it now?

About 20 more minutes then.

[Loki sits up probably too slowly, but he does eventually get into a sitting potition. He looks down at the bed and at his legs]

Huh. Legs.

[He takes the cup of soups gently in his hands and begins sipping. The spice feels very good.]

When I go to these things I set up an emergency teleport linked to the condo.

[He gestures to the bedside table where a gold amulet rests]

One does not want to try to calibrate a teleportation when drunk. Or high, in this case.

[He takes a long sip of soup]

Perhaps later. My brain is currently recognizing the soup as actually soup, I don't want to potentially ruin that.

((Please tell me you've actually seen cat head Thor because it is a thing of beauty))

You are a blessing, Ms. Maximoff.

[Loki looks up at the ceiling again while taking a looooong sip of soup.]

Yes, he's been trying to have a staring contest with me.

Yes, I do have better taste than most.

[Loki thinks for a minute]

Do you think he'd like the wontons?

[This is one of the reasons he likes Wanda. She's very good at flattering him. That and she's a very bright young woman who plays along with his drugged out hallucinations.]

But this is not a cat. It's cat-head Thor. Thor likes wontons.

Hm, you are correct. That would be a lot of cat vomit.

[He looks around the room carefully, seemigly taking inventory of things Wanda can not see.]

Well, my legs are back and the plant has stopped making rude gestures. I think it's coming to an end.

Your hair is still made of fire though. Are you sure that isn't actually happening?

I did trust that if things were actually on fire you would have said something about it.

[Though it's funny, her hair is on fire, but not giving off any heat.]

I am very grateful you came over.

[He would have gotten through it okay, this wasn't the first bad trip he'd ever been on, but it was easier with another person there.]

That's why you are the hero.

[He flips his hand over and gives hers a gentle squeeze. Once more the physical contact seems to ground him, helping the hallucinations seem less real.]

You know you don't have to wait for me to take dubious drugs to come over. If you want company you need only ask.

If you ever get high on weird alien drugs I will sit with you and tell you if the things you are seeing are real or not.

[He finishes off the soup and lays back down.]

Ah, cat-head Thor is gone. That's definitely good.

[Loki rubs his eyes with the heels of his hands, blinks a few more times, then sighs in relief.]

Thank goodness. That would have been a lot of vomit.

[He looks over to Wanda, his pupils returning to a reasonable size.]

Thank you.