"...Hades." Irhya crosses her arms, quirking a brow. "That sounds a lot like someone who might become jealous of his friend getting a new lover or two, don't you think?"
Sure, it sounds ridiculous on a surface level, but that doesn't mean the man is incapable of any negative emotions. Little clandestine signs of love that he never took seriously, that Hythlodaeus was content for him to believe were all in jest...
She doesn't even really know him that well at all, and yet it's fully understandable when she thinks about it that way. It would hurt. How else can it be explained?
"Perhaps you were rubbing it in a little too hard," she adds, shifting her weight. "This is all just speculation, but now that you mention all that... it's awfully hard to deny. I just wonder whether it's jealousy of you, or jealousy of me."
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Sure, it sounds ridiculous on a surface level, but that doesn't mean the man is incapable of any negative emotions. Little clandestine signs of love that he never took seriously, that Hythlodaeus was content for him to believe were all in jest...
She doesn't even really know him that well at all, and yet it's fully understandable when she thinks about it that way. It would hurt. How else can it be explained?
"Perhaps you were rubbing it in a little too hard," she adds, shifting her weight. "This is all just speculation, but now that you mention all that... it's awfully hard to deny. I just wonder whether it's jealousy of you, or jealousy of me."