"Comfort is better than nothing," Hythlodaeus smiles, trying to be reassuring. "And I am sure they appreciate that you do all you can for them. Not many others would even think to come here, I feel... and fewer still would be able to sense them."
It makes him feel badly, that he can't come here every so often to chat with the spirits since he can't see or hear them the way Thanatos can. He simply sees their souls, and that is it.
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Date: 2026-02-16 03:05 pm (UTC)It makes him feel badly, that he can't come here every so often to chat with the spirits since he can't see or hear them the way Thanatos can. He simply sees their souls, and that is it.
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Date: 2026-02-22 12:38 am (UTC)"Those with abilities that fall under the season of winter are able to see the spirits here," he comments. "But I do not see many of them."
Busy with other things, no doubt. He's not annoyed about that - these dead do not belong to the Otherworlders in any form, and yet...
"I do not expect to."
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Date: 2026-02-27 04:09 am (UTC)He wonders if they would appreciate a little music. Maybe he could bring his lyre here, some time.
"I will try to find my way here a little more often. To be alone and unheard is terrible."
It's something he thinks he would be afraid of, but he doesn't think there's much chance of ending up in that situation, either.