For a moment, a short moment that Rhys shoved down to the back of his mind, he was a little bit jealous of that. That he’d had his sire with him. Henry had only a very short time to spend with him before he disappeared and stayed gone. He’d been a burden since, he knew. Instead of dwelling, or even saying something out loud, he cupped both sides of Joseph’s face instead, trying to be loving and comforting.
There was a kind of deep sadness there, his brief time. He didn’t question the part about Gehenna, he knew a little bit about it, but didn’t know if he quite believed in it. Either that, or he hadn’t let himself think about it to add to his piles of already high anxieties. “I’ll be okay..” Repeated enough times, he’d believe it. “Thank you. F-For all of this.” Another slight rush of words but his green eyes were sincere as he looked up at the other man, still holding his face. He wanted to kiss him, to not talk about these things anymore, but the sweetness, he needed that too.