"Just because I am not inhibited by the temperature doesn't mean I don't feel it." Thanatos sits, and if he sits a little closer to Zagreus than necessary, then the cold is at fault. The Underworld is warm compared to the surface's chill. Thanatos sometimes wondered if being Death Incarnate made him run cooler or if his constant trips to the wintery surface were to blame. Beyond the searing heat of Asphodel, Thanatos has fond thoughts on warmth and harsher thoughts on the cold.

Warmth always reminded him of the god beside him.

"You did this... for..." He can't complete his question. For me? remains heavy on his tongue, refusing to budge.