Hythlodaeus looks up at him, his smile dropping. He brings his uninjured arm around Steven's midsection and presses his head to his chest.
The experience was terrible, tempered only by his steady emotional state and sense of understanding.
"I'm..." he was about to say 'not unhappy', but he realizes with a strange, creeping feeling that might not be true. He reconsiders his words. "I will manage. Especially with friends."
With a confidant, he realizes dimly. Huh. When did that happen?
"I'll tell you one last thing about me that only Hades knows. I don't emote, not naturally," he says with his blank, droopy expression.
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The experience was terrible, tempered only by his steady emotional state and sense of understanding.
"I'm..." he was about to say 'not unhappy', but he realizes with a strange, creeping feeling that might not be true. He reconsiders his words. "I will manage. Especially with friends."
With a confidant, he realizes dimly. Huh. When did that happen?
"I'll tell you one last thing about me that only Hades knows. I don't emote, not naturally," he says with his blank, droopy expression.