Tony's POV:
We were all sitting in the common room. Loki was tapping his fingers against the chair. Fury was pacing. "How powerful are you?" He said at last, turning to the god. Loki looked up, feeling all eyes on him. "What?" He asked quickly.
"How powerful are you?"
Loki pondered for a bit.
"Powerfuler...is that a word? I don't feel like that's a word. It should be. Powered? Powerfuler? P. P. Pow- power." Fury groaned as Loki sat there lost in thought over his new word.
"More powerful!" Loki exclaimed with excitement. "Knew it was a word!" He said, settling back down in his chair with a smug grin on. Fury face palmed and continued pacing. That's when he asked another question.
A/N: I'm so sorry it's so short but I feel so drained and useless right now.
