"But we don't know the rules here, right? So... maybe the Deity of Death in this world felt it instead?" It's probably not as helpful as Than would like, but at least Zagreus is trying. "I mean, neither am I, nobody except the other gods know I exist, and that was only recently. But if I got a cookie as an offering, I think I'd like it."

When Thanatos answers, Zagreus steps in close, nodding as he accepts the response. He takes Than's hand in his. "I'm not about to let you teleport us anywhere, not after what you pulled out there." He's not about to admit anything out loud, but it scared him when Thanatos passed out at the last battle. He'd never seen Thanatos so defenseless, so helpless, and it had really shaken him. What could he have changed, to ease Than's burden? What could he have done to save his friend from running himself ragged? Why did he feel like such a screw up?

The prince soon realizes that he really doesn't want to be alone either. "We should start walking, I suppose. Or I guess, I should, since you can do that whole ethereal floating thing. Come with me?"