He takes a deep breath and closes his eyes, his own arms slipping around Hythlodaeus' waist. Perhaps he has lived too long amongst mortals. But he can't help but think that this body will someday age and wither, and Hythlodaeus will be alone whether he wishes it or not.

"I won't," he says, voice muffled by his partner's robe. "I won't leave you alone, 'Daeus. I will always be with you."

It's easier to say because it's true. In life or in death, his soul is bound to theirs. They two know this better than most.