You and Kratos were coming back from a successful mission, ready to get back to the cabin. You stumbled through foliage, whimsical woods, and grasslands together, Kratos still remained his normal stoic self.

During this journey, you found that his silence wasn’t rooted in dislike for you, rather, he found comfort in quiet. But, as you passed through the woods again, you realized it was really quiet. Like too quiet. There was an electricity in the air…

You whipped around, facing Kratos. He looked… mad? Or something? You asked if he was okay, he simply stood there. He didn’t want to alarm you, but he needed you to leave, and quickly, as he was being overcome with an unfamiliar feeling… one that was telling him he needed you.