Bruce froze there, half leaning against the wall for support. He could hear the sounds the alien creatures made, but could not remember exactly what they looked like. No, the Other Guy had seen the majority of them. He had glanced at a few afterward, but those memories were down in the depths of his clouded mind.

He heard them as they grabbed Loki, clearly seeing without issue in the complete darkness. Heard the scrape of body, felt it leave where he was. What did they plan to do to the Asgardian?