Ravensblood Forest you walk in your shadow

Oh. He blinks, stunned for a moment by the rejection, and steps back just as his throat starts to restrict and his eyes fill with hot tears again. Any other time, he would be up for the challenge — but right now he feels ugly and alien and isolated, too full of self-loathing for the game Kratos wants to play. It shows on his face for a few painful seconds as he struggles to remember how to breathe. And then the emotion disappears from his expression entirely, and his next words are wooden. Actually, I need some time alone. I'll find you later, He turns away, hoping to get far from Kratos before the tears really start. He can't let him see him cry again.