"Oh. Thank you, Than," he says, meaning it. When he extends his hands to accept the heart, it floats towards him and disappears into his chest.

This is all very interesting to look at! Huh. What a charming and efficient way to transfer power. Also, cute. Does it need to be heart shaped? Aw, are the gods of death and life boyfriends, because that would be adorable!

"What would have happened if Thanatos won?" she wonders, curiously.

"I wouldn't have given him the Centaur Heart."

"Is your love that conditional, Than?"

Probably most people who received a look this withering from the god of death would be significantly more scared than Zagreus seems to be.

"Are we done here?"

Okay, so they’re totally boyfriends. Cute!

“Do you want company while you’re at work? It seems like it might get kind of lonely, especially if there’s time warping going on. I can tag along with two people at once.”

"Do what you will."

"Hey, how come she gets to tag along and I don't?"

Withering look.

“Oh, that’s true. Technically you’d be getting me out of the Underworld if I went with you. I wouldn’t want to get you in trouble. I could send a very small piece of me and hand you a binding to it, and you can kill it and send it back to the Underworld if I try to run? I realize you have ultimate job security but your entire pantheon is really touchy.”

"I feel like it would not be a problem either way, but thank you."

“Well, you have my permission to kill the part of me tagging along with you if it looks like I’m doing anything sketchy. I won’t, but I understand incentives.”

A tiny mote of starscape separates itself from the greater whole to go float out in front of him where he can grab it! It is very small, and neatly self contained, and ridiculously easy for him to extinguish.

Sure he can grab that.

"You might want to learn a thing or two from this new friend of yours, Zagreus," he says, before disappearing in a flash of darkness.

Sigh.

“I’m sorry,” murmurs Yvette, from his shoulder. “To be fair, I also don’t think he can just drag you out. The part of me with him is very small, and you can’t separate like I do, and I don’t think it’d be the thing you want if you’re stuck following him instead of going where you want under your own power. But I think he’d pull you out if he could, and that he’s doing everything he can to help.”

"Would that he'd say that."

“... Yeah. But I think he is. Do you want a hug, I’ll even go human shaped for it.”

"Uh, why?"

“... be...cause you’re sad and physical comfort helps with that? It is also fine if you’d rather not?”

"I—don't think anyone's ever offered, before, is all. I think it would be nice?"

“Yeah. I probably need one too, anyway.”

The blob of stars drips out of his set of skulls to form another puddle on the floor in front of him. Out of the puddle rises Yvette, who offers a tentative little smile and two open arms.

O...kay. He's not sure how this goes exactly with the armour but he can probably step forward and hug?

Hug!

She is quite snuggly, and not apparently made out of goop at all.

Okay! This is... nice. It's nice. He rests his chin on the top of her head and shuts his eyes for a second.

"Tell me if my armour is uncomfortable."

“It’s fine,” hums a very happy Yvette, nestling against him. Snuggles! Snuuuuuuggles! She’s so happy.