Blake listened to his out burst, sighing. He knew of course that Godric had felt exaspterated when people had threw away his advice only to return to his side for aid and comfort. It was no wonder he grew sick and tired of his wisdom being rebuffed. He was glad that Godric had finally admitted what it was and why he'd chosen to do it but the demon tried to stop anything from hurting his feelings personally by going to his happy place like the shaman taught him.
"Okay. Say you're right. Let's say that all we do is mess up our lives and exasperate you in the process, but that just means you care. When you take the potion you don't care. The difference is, Godric, that you are an amazing man and one of the best people on this Earth to invest in people the way you do and that they don't appreciate you is not your fault but theirs. All you needed to do was learn not to take it to heart or dwell on it so often, but no... you turned to drugs."
He sighed, rubbing at his forehead. "We can allow you to be stupid all you like, and we have for a while, but there comes a time when even you tell a person when the shit has gone on long enough. Well, Ric - the shit has gone on long enough. Your temporary fix is becoming permanent and it's not something any of us want to see, because frankly you're an unfeeling arsehole and lose everything that makes you wonderful on that stuff. Oh yes you're freer with expression and you're full of the joys of spring, so I DID realise when you changed, but I thought maybe you were just happy to have Hope back or... something! If you want me to step back and let you to be foolish, then I'm sorry but I can't. I'm not like you, I can't watch you do this to yourself and then try and pick up the pieces after."