O-Oh. Oh. And you came to me? That's-- that's really sweet, Archie. Thanks for thinking of me.

[ odin looks almost so hurt by the news that archie lost people, it's almost as if he had lost them himself. he struggles with finding the right words, taking a sip of his milk and noticing how fucking disgusting and tar-like archie's coffee is, though he's not going to draw attention to it. ]

Well - we can do anything you want. We can play games, or talk about fun things, or you can tell me about what they were like, or how you're feeling now that you're going through this, or... or I could talk about how I've dealt with losing people, or... or something like that. Anything. D'you think any of that would help? We can just sit quietly, too, if that's better.