He doesn't react other than to offer a slight nod, acknowledging that he's listening. He keeps his gaze cast downwards, knowing that any reply he opts to make will sound trite. For someone who had often had far too much to say during the Warrior of Light's journey, he finds himself at a loss.

In the past, he trusted Hythlodaeus' judgement on interpersonal affairs. He sees no reason to doubt his friend now, but confronting it? Well, that's another matter.

"...Irhya, are you--" His throat tightens, stopping the words in their tracks. Sometimes you're too blunt, Hades, he recalls a voice chiding him. People will open up to you if you speak more gently.

He tries again: "I was...wondering if you would like to go out together sometime. The two of us."