Imagine coming down with a fever and terrible chest cold, hindering you and causing you to be bed-ridden. Loki, your devoted s/o, cooks every meal for you, does everything you need, and runs your bath water to prepare a healing ritual well-known by the Asgardians. He stays by your side until you are well again.
Jacques ran up to the tall man with dark hair, beaming up at him and giving a wave. "Hello!" (for Loki, I hope this is okay!)