Hob might not be paying attention to his wounds right now, but Loki is. Seeing Hob sad hurts and he's not going to do something stupid by hurting him physically as well. He really shouldn't have said anything, at least not right now, but since he spoke with Ethan his thoughts on this have been bothering him and Hob was the first and possibly only, person he'd wanted to speak with about it. It doesn't make him feel any less guilty or selfish though.

When Hob speaks, Loki lets out a sad sigh and lets his forehead drop to his shoulder. His fingers grip at the hem of his shirt as he feels he needs to hold onto something, and that seems like the safest thing right now. "I'm so sorry. I did not want to be that for you. I should have said something earlier, the moment I knew I had feelings for you so you could choose to leave more easily. I was just... scared. Not just of losing you, but of the fact that I should not be alive. It is something I ignored for awhile after I arrived."

Loki looks up at him again with a sad smile. "I'm hoping it still can be different. I will not stop looking for a way to stay alive, to stay with you. For as long as you will have me."