To which I'm evidently immune. Asgardians don't suffer from mortal diseases, did you know that? Which means whatever is wrong with you is entirely fixable, whatever it is.

[ Loki will absolutely not drop Billy, one arm under his knees and another cradling his back in a secure bridal-style heft. He walks swiftly, trying not to jostle his passenger without wasting time on their journey. ]

Now comes the important part: which do you prefer as hospital gifts, grapes or chocolate?