"I'm not possessed." She didn't sound entirely sure of it, but she said it anyways. However, the wave of worry that washed over her caused the sort-of-electric waves to intensify and she grimaced.

Liz told herself to get a grip and she closed her eyes and took a deep breath as she tried to go over the possibilities. There was this nagging feeling and the more she thought about it, the more it tugged at her.

"Max." She opened her eyes, but couldn't bring herself to look at Peter. In fact, she was staring at the ground and not even at Loki. "Max and the others... the could do things like this."