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[asmywitness]

[[Tyler screens his calls - anyone who tries to actually call him, he'll text back in reply.]]

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[hythlodaeus]

Ah, I am lucky, then. To have such patient acquaintances that understand where I'm coming from.

[Yeah. He missed that one big time. He catches the annoyance, but, it doesn't seem to click fully in that big 'ol head.]

No, the apocalypse was unavoidable with what we knew. But I think Emet-Selch wouldn't have suffered so. And I do know that I have died already. I'm simply... trying not to leave Emet-Selch behind again.

[asmywitness]

[Tyler takes a moment to rub his face with one hand, and hopes that it's enough to hide how he's rolling his eyes.]

I don't see why you're trying to hold yourself accountable for Solus's suffering when you died for it in the end anyway.

[hythlodaeus]

[He sees the eyeroll, but he does not care. This is just how people interact with him, he's come to find.]

Is that how it is for mortals? Are you easily able to shake guilt and culpability? If I could have taken his place in his suffering, I would.

[asmywitness]

We learn to live with it. Use it as learning tools to prevent ourselves from making the same mistakes again. Write it down so future generations can learn about our follies, where we can. Guilt comes in many sizes and depths - we learn to live through smaller guilts so we can handle larger ones.

[hythlodaeus]

Larger ones.

[He just sort of repeats that bit back as he thinks about the rest of it. He did have quite the weighted conscience.]

I have much to think about. I should depart. Thank you, Tyler.

[asmywitness]

...alright. Take care.

[He's more than happy to close the video then. Talking with Hythlodaeus just makes his skin crawl; it's like dealing with Solus again, but less charming.]