"You do like books, Loki" War said encouragingly. "You asked me to go and get you some, because you'd read all the ones here - do you remember anything about that?"

She wasn't exactly trained for these situations, but getting him thinking about the things he ought to remember couldn't hurt, surely?

"If I keep coming to see you, we could see how long you manage to remember me for? It might make you feel better if you can remember me even a little bit. I could just stand outside the door for a few seconds now, to test it, if you'd like?"

She paused, then added, "I won't go out the room if you don't want me to, though. I don't want you to stop liking me, after all..."

And that, she thought wryly, was about as close as she ever got to admitting to anyone that she liked them.