"She wouldn't be able to tell me anything, if I weren't too weak to walk out on her," Loki assured her. "My bones are yours as promised. If you manage to sneak me out to the stables sometime, though, I might be able to convince Anathema and Gabriel to also leave you the bones of any other patients that die in their care."

Of course they weren't likely to get many terminal cases here, but the sphinx didn't need to know that.