Oh that. Persephone feels a swell of loneliness, the homesickness. That, the way you stare at the platform, trying to will someone into existence.

"They're an anomaly. I have been here six whole months, I have never had someone I know from home show up. Thanatos and Zagreus are not really.. they're not the same as I actually know. So--I get it."

Persephone tucks the blanket around him a little more and she wonders how old he is. He feels small and young like this.

"But you can do it, still go on."