Eros took a seat. If she felt weirded out by his moods, he was as equally lost. Eros was an attention seeker, and even with his brothers in town he'd felt the odd man out. His father didn't seem to even glance in his direction, his mother was busy. Even with Psyche and Hedone, the darkness had latched onto Eros' jealousy. He had always been a very jealous child.
"Something feels off," he told her holding his hands around his head and moving them around in the air as if he were going crazy. "Ever since the darkness...I haven't been okay."