[ for Loki it was never an account for what he couldn't do when it came to some order of things. it was his smaller incarnation that insisted on saving people. to some extent, it rubbed of on him, but there were others that didn't. "too late" is still foreign to him, but there's a weight on her that he can feel when she comes closer for comfort, and he shifts to put an arm around her shoulders and let it hang.
ACTION.
his voice gets a little quiet. ]
You can't dwell on the people you couldn't save.