Psyche didn't enjoy arguments. They tended to be uncomfortable and while her first instinct was to run, she always stayed to talk it out. But right now she really didn't like the things being said, especially when Eros had tried to guilt trip her. Speaking honestly didn't always turn out well, but it was what she did best.
"You're not yourself right now," she said, though not outright forgiving him. She was trying to shrug it off as she rinsed the cups and set them carefully into the dishwasher. "Go to sleep, or try. I'll see what I can do, but I can't promise it'll help."