"Every time I've brought it up, it seems to only make things worse." For himself, for others. The only person Thanatos could think of who it didn't make things worse was Alice. It might have made their shared illusion worse, but Alice understood. She had gone through something similar.

"And I've learned that when it comes to matters like that, I need to handle it myself. I cannot depend on anyone else." Mort squeaks angrily and moves to bite Thanatos's earlobe with his fabric teeth. Thanatos moves to pat the bean mouse. "Myself and Mort."