[ She shifts slightly, moving closer to her friend. There is no judgment nor pity on her face. ]

I do not have parents, nor the memory of having them. I have found a family for myself over the years, however, and it would be that much smaller if your father left you to that grim fate.

[ The thought of Loki being left alone in the cold and dark to die is a dagger to her heart. She leans some of her weight against him without thought, seeking reassurance that he's still hale and whole beside her. Era wishes she could take his suffering away and replace it with happiness. ]

I cannot say I can understand why he would regret saving you, but I am thankful that he did. I should like to meet this father of yours one day to tell him just that.