Looking up he saw Loki before him. A small smile laid on his face as he helped Peter. Then Loki felt the fabric and looked down slightly confused at the badly wrapped hands. "Are you ok child?" His voice held a warmth he did not show around the avengers, not even with his brother.
"Ah! Um.. I'm ok Mr Loki no need to worry about me! Anyway I have to go bye!" Peter stuttered out before running, stumbling, away.
Loki didn't miss the slight happiness in his voice as he stumbled away. He also couldn't help but worry about the small child who seemed so vulnerable and innocent in this mortal realm. Loki smiled to himself before walking back to the tower in a happier mood than usual, which may have scared the other avengers but they would never tell.
Peter stumbled into an alleyway still in awe at meeting Loki. Excitement filled his being as he remembered his meeting with the used to be villain turned hero. But he was a little confused as to why Loki seemed worried about his arms. I mean he was just a poor street rat criminal to everyone else, so why did Loki look at him differently?