A shared experience that we have both chosen to acknowledge and allow to bring us together. All too easily can such a thing drive individuals apart, cleaving whatever bonds may have remained after all has been said and done. That to the end, you and I have both refused to give up our ideals. It is therefore important to note that your choice matters.

We both have chosen love.

[The coffee is grounding in his hands. Though he is far from wallowing in what had happened to him, there is much that underpins what he does even now. He throws himself into action, remains busy, he meddles because he must. So much action and planning for so long has left him bereft of the ability to truly sit and do nothing, even after the time he'd spent in the Simulation.

Even now he awakens before the dawn draws its' first breath from dreams turned all too easily to nightmares. No doubt what troubles him mirrors Emet-Selch's own only to a point - what he had additionally gone through was rather singular, after all - but there was enough similarities for him to understand.

Still. Now that Emet-Selch's anger, at least, has reduced marginally. Themis feels one side of his lips quirk upwards.]

I do believe that I have stated my intentions quite readily. I am here to hear you out. To be here for you. It is made more difficult, seeing as you have banned me from speaking on the topic at hand that has brought you to this state, but I will persevere regardless. Rather than know you swallow your feelings on the matter, to know you bottle them, I would hear them. Hear you.

You have my word that whatever is said will remain between us.