The wording may seem innocuous, but it does tip off Hythlodaeus as to what must have happened. His eyes flit to Hades's phone briefly, its screen now resolutely black, but he decides not to ask outright just yet.
"You drown yourself in it sometimes," he replies after a few moments of silence, voice quiet but steady. He knows it is not a pleasant topic for either of them, but at the same time he can't quite deny the tiny glimmer of hope within him. He looks back up at his friend, hoping that the eye contact will be returned. "You cannot forgive yourself, and so you do not let anyone do so, either. Out of that guilt and shame you try to push us away, too, because you do not think you are worthy of love."
Hythlodaeus takes a deeper breath, gently stepping closer to Hades again - he has the feeling that proximity is important right now.
"I do not think you are running. You do not deny your guilt. But I think that you live in fear, every day. You oft cry in your sleep," he adds quietly, reaching out for his friend's hand again - perhaps in a bid to reassure him, or perhaps as a way to keep him in place.
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"You drown yourself in it sometimes," he replies after a few moments of silence, voice quiet but steady. He knows it is not a pleasant topic for either of them, but at the same time he can't quite deny the tiny glimmer of hope within him. He looks back up at his friend, hoping that the eye contact will be returned. "You cannot forgive yourself, and so you do not let anyone do so, either. Out of that guilt and shame you try to push us away, too, because you do not think you are worthy of love."
Hythlodaeus takes a deeper breath, gently stepping closer to Hades again - he has the feeling that proximity is important right now.
"I do not think you are running. You do not deny your guilt. But I think that you live in fear, every day. You oft cry in your sleep," he adds quietly, reaching out for his friend's hand again - perhaps in a bid to reassure him, or perhaps as a way to keep him in place.