Loki leaned into the touch. The other didn't seem to be about to attack again and this felt quite pleasant. He could allow himself to relax a little, though he still wasn't about to risk shifting.

Yes, the others already despised him anyway, but maybe there still was away to talk himself out of this as long as he didn't prove them right by collapsing.

He took an awkward step backwards and leaned against Gabriel's leg. The Judeo-Christian liked cats, after all. Maybe that was the key to getting out of this mess.