"I understand how you feel," Thanatos admits as Ten-Nank goes to their seat. He'll remain where he is, floating stiffly as he's wont to do. "It is exhausting."

If all life died on his planet, they would still exist in the Underworld in a sense, but he would like to avoid that. His worries have been ever present in his mind since he realized he was separated from his world, trapped. He's worried about Zagreus, his family, the Underworld in general, the mortals, and just... Life. Past experience taught him that the responsibility is ultimately his because he can't trust that the other gods will help him, help their world.

Mort stares at him a moment longer before finding a warm spot in his scarf. "Still, I will do what I can." It's all Thanatos can really say.