"I guarantee they've all done worse to themselves," Loki replied as he returned with the supplies. Various liquids had made no sense, so he'd foregone trying to decide on the best one and just supplied himself with pad things, self-sticking bandages, and a cup of warm water with soap. "This is nothing. My brother once decided the fastest way off a tower was jumping. And it was faster, but when I took the stairs it hurt much less."

He pulled another chair to sit across from her, wet a pad thing with the soapy water, and started washing the grime out of the little wound. "He kept doing things like that, though. I assume he got something out of it."