He was alive! He was moving and talking! Loki hugged Newt happily.

Concussy thing? Oh right, concussion. Loki knew very little about those other than that you got them from being hit over the head. Chicago wasn't that heavy, though. Or was she?

Humans were fragile, he reminded himself and at least Newt was alive. Concussions healed.

"Can you stand?" If Newt could stand and walk he was fine, Loki decided. "Here, I'll help you." He tried to pull Newt back onto his feet.