[At the question, he pauses and considers. Everything is made exceedingly more difficult with Hythlodaeus' state of existing being updated as it is, but at the same time...who else has the context or the personal familiarity with Hades' than a shade he created himself?
He sighs.]
As you know, two nights ago Dirk and I went to the theater. All went well—incredibly well. The performance itself was wonderful, Dirk's company could not have been more enjoyable. I—
[He pauses a moment, almost as if the next word is caught in his throat. Frowning, he glances to Hythlodaeus, his brows worrying a crease between them.]
His dedication to me, his stalwart loyalty, his...everything truly inspired reflection within me, and so I reflected to my sole act of infidelity—our act of infidelity. [His gaze falls back to the coffee in his hands.] My guilt over such an act had become far too great to bear, and so I felt it only right to come clean with him. Though, I admittedly knew how terribly it would go, and horribly it went. Foolishly, I had hoped...
[He closes his eyes, his face twisting with regret, and then he shakes his head with a defeated, and sorrowful sigh.]
...Nevermind. He has broken off our relationship—the romantic aspects of it, and for that I cannot fault him. Though the man I thought I betrayed at the time is not the man I have grown to—grown quite fond of—it does not lessen his hurts.
Yet, I cannot allow him to isolate himself so, and I know well that when it comes to circles of close friends, he has even less than I, and is just as disinclined to bring such burdens upon them.
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He sighs.]
As you know, two nights ago Dirk and I went to the theater. All went well—incredibly well. The performance itself was wonderful, Dirk's company could not have been more enjoyable. I—
[He pauses a moment, almost as if the next word is caught in his throat. Frowning, he glances to Hythlodaeus, his brows worrying a crease between them.]
His dedication to me, his stalwart loyalty, his...everything truly inspired reflection within me, and so I reflected to my sole act of infidelity—our act of infidelity. [His gaze falls back to the coffee in his hands.] My guilt over such an act had become far too great to bear, and so I felt it only right to come clean with him. Though, I admittedly knew how terribly it would go, and horribly it went. Foolishly, I had hoped...
[He closes his eyes, his face twisting with regret, and then he shakes his head with a defeated, and sorrowful sigh.]
...Nevermind. He has broken off our relationship—the romantic aspects of it, and for that I cannot fault him. Though the man I thought I betrayed at the time is not the man I have grown to—grown quite fond of—it does not lessen his hurts.
Yet, I cannot allow him to isolate himself so, and I know well that when it comes to circles of close friends, he has even less than I, and is just as disinclined to bring such burdens upon them.