He sighed, his desire for an end, regardless of what one he got, showing clearly, even as his desire to make death work for it was just as clear. He wouldn't go quietly, he never had wanted that, but he was beyond his limits, and trying to keep going, like a ship that had so many leaks it was a wonder it still floated, let alone kept managing to sail. He just wanted to rest, but he wasn't being allowed, and then his companions, his lovers, went and accused him of trying to kill himself...<br/><br/>He whimpered, softly, before leaning back against Inari, his head on her shoulder, a tired mortal desperately trying to just rest, if only for a minute. However, his companions were shifting, clearly waking, and he sighed, and then slipped his 'mask' back on, once again hiding all the weaknesses, having to force himself to keep working. He snuggled against each of his, either with his body or just a hand, depending on where they were, though Jashah got a frosty thought, before a reluctant caress. Even after everything, he still didn't trust her.