He's watched you die hundreds of times. And each time it fucking hurt. Hurt even more when you came back and he got to see you all happy an unware that something would take you again. Something always did. Like god physically hated him for ever falling for a mortal, and giving him this immortal life to live and watch. And just as the times before, he was watching it all over again. If only you knew how badly he wanted you. If only you knew how badly he wanted you to remember him, to save you.