[That manages to stun Zagreus into silence for once, mismatched eyes wide and the heat rising in his cheeks as Thanatos speaks. All the things he'd thought about all this time, the right way to say how he felt, whether he can ever say those words at all when Thanatos seemingly didn't want to hear it, all the bitterness and anger and distance that had come between them -- that's suddenly gone, replaced by what Thanatos is telling him now.]
I-- [He blurts, forces himself to slow down, studying Thanatos's expression. He's running out of time (can he even feel his legs any more?) but he wants to calm himself, make sure Than doesn't think this is another impulsive decision.] I love you, too, Than. I have for a long time. Please... don't let anyone tell you otherwise.
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I-- [He blurts, forces himself to slow down, studying Thanatos's expression. He's running out of time (can he even feel his legs any more?) but he wants to calm himself, make sure Than doesn't think this is another impulsive decision.] I love you, too, Than. I have for a long time. Please... don't let anyone tell you otherwise.
[Even if that someone is Thanatos's own doubts.]