Frigga placed her hand on his arm, it was a motherly gesture. "Don't start to lose hope on me already, if hope is what keeps you from going hollow, then I will have enough for ten of you. But..." She hated even thinking of giving up on the brave knight beside her. "If every bit of hope is lost, and you cannot be saved, I will give you a peaceful end. You have my word." She wouldn't see him taken by something that would take who he was before it took him completely.
"Now get in, and tell me if it's too hot. I'm trying to soothe aches not make a stew." Because if anyone deserved pampering it was Artorias. And she would do as much as he would allow. Also she knew the jets in the tub would be a wonder he might not have ever felt. And she knew she adored them.
"Are you hungry at all?" Or had the abyss taken his appetite?