Once Tybalt got further away, the body he was carrying started to fade and vanish. The sound of Loki bringing down the septer could be heard, but the only thing that touch Zaida was a hand on her shoulder. "He does that a lot, dosent he?" Jacob said. The fox stood in the spot where Loki was, his mask in his hands, revealing his somewhat disfigured muzzle. He stared down at Zaida before kneeling down to level his face with hers. "I looked through your memories" he spoke softly. "I know Loki's exact reactions. He dosent care for you, but I promise, SHIELD will. Your uncle will. Please, stop this conquest of trying to please someone who will never be happy with you."