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"—of course I was thinking about you, who else would—" He stops himself and runs a hand through his hair. "No, that's not productive. I don't... think... I understand... what most of that means? I did not mean to hurt you and I don't understand how what I said was hurtful so I can't promise not to do it in the future. It was just... an expression of interest, you do not need to do anything about it this century or, or ever, really."

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Thanatos shifts uncomfortably in place but doesn't say anything.

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“… In this century?“ she repeats, because. Because how does she engage with any of the rest of that.

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"...well, yeah. I don't have any particular plans this century other than keep trying to leave."

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“… I think our timescales are different. I was, er, based on, a mortal. With a mortal’s sense of timing. So I do not feel like everything on my plate can be tabled for a century. That is what I mean by overwhelmed. I have so much to get done and not enough time to do it and barely any idea how to get started and I do not want more things to figure out right now,” the last part comes out in a rush that sounds sort of half-sob.

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"Oh. Oh. No, I—I definitely didn't—blood and darkness, I'm sorry. No you can just... ignore me."

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"Okay."

And now she is just going to attempt to make her little mote of starscape even smaller.

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Thanatos feels the urge to pet the mote of starscape and decides there is no harm in doing it. "I'll talk to you later, Zag," he says, offering a Centaur Heart as his prize. "Now is not the time."

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"Of course, Than. Take however long you want."

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Being petted is nice. It helps. She leans into Thanatos's hand and gives a little appreciative hum.

Also? She kind of wants to not exist. Everything is complicated and she wants to cry about it.

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Guh-dong.

The place Than takes them to is... a private chambers of sorts, but not Zagreus's bedroom. For one, it does not have a bed. It has a large desk, instead, with neatly organised sheafs of paper and various notes. A bookshelf, too, and a mirror, and even a small closet.

He hovers over to an armchair but then decides against sitting. "Do you need... some time?" he asks.

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Sniffle. Even though this form doesn’t technically speaking have tear ducts.

“Probably? Mostly I’m just. Very confused and complicated right now. Um. I could use a hug?”

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"That's something I can help with."

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She reforms to person shaped, and promptly flings herself into his arms. Where she starts crying.

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He will... not try to guess at what to do next and just hug.

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This is very helpful and she appreciates it immensely.

 


“What a mess,” she mumbles miserably.

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"...I'll... have to take your word for it."

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“Probably not objectively,” she snorts. “The bar for messes is high, I hear. But. It feels like it.”

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"This is part of why I prefer to not have feelings most of the time. Easier that way."

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“Good plan. How do I implement it.”

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"I don't... know. Zag says other people can't do it like I can."

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She gives a little despairing giggle-snort.

“I wasn’t expecting an actionable answer to that, don’t feel bad. Ugh. And now I get to avoid him forever.”

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Thanatos blinks a couple of times. "Uh."

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“… I acknowledge I’m being over dramatic. Just. Ugh it’ll be so awkward now!!”

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An undignified laugh/snort escapes his lips and he coughs a bit into his hand. "It doesn't have to be," he tries.

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