He was confused, seeing FOUR Individuals…His mother, Father, A baby…And Him? A small raccoon child was holding the hands of his father as they trekked through the north while the mother held the baby wrapped In cloth. From what you could gather, The child was sleeping as they all walked In search of something…
Child Loki: “Daddy, My feet are tired…When are we going home?”
The small child had asked, desperately.