[Ellie wonders, the deeper they go into Loki's place, if he's leading her to his murder room. She's definitely never been this deep into the property, and that's kind of the vibe here.

She doesn't stop following him, though.

Eventually she realizes it's because he's at a loss for words. It's the tea that tips her off. People make tea when they don't know what the fuck else to do.

Ellie leans against the counter, picking at her nails.]

I'm not mad at you either. For being Abby's friend. I'm not mad at anyone for it.

[It comes out soft, awkward as he is. Pained.]

... she's-

Probably not a bad friend, actually.