Imagine you are a healerās apprentice and Eirās niece/nephew. One day after a battleās end Thor and Loki rush into the room youāre currently working in carrying a gravely wounded warrior. The healers who normally assist you are all elsewhere dealing with other patients, so you start barking orders at both brothers instead. They are surprised but do as you say, knowing itās a matter of life and death for the warrior.Ā Once the surgery is successfully completed, you turn to them and ask if theyāre wounded, ending up having to treat Lokiās leg for an arrow wound, much to his embarrassment as he is more than a little attracted to you and this was certainly not how he pictured undressing before you. At his hesitation, you roll your eyes and remind him that youāre a healer and that he has nothing you havenāt already seen before.
When youāre done with the wound you give him something for the pain heāll start to feel eventually, and he scoffs and says he doesnāt need it, that heās had worse. You scold him, telling him that āso have I, but only a fool suffers unnecessarilyā, causing him to grudgingly accept the medicine if only to avoid further embarrasment. You shoo them both away just as Eir walks into the room, she looks back out the door at them then at you and asks, āDo my ears deceive me, or did you just call Prince Loki a fool?ā
It is only then that you realise you flat out conscripted the royal sons to assist you (to say nothing about how you scolded the younger one like a child), much to your mortification and your auntās amusement.
