You and the Doom Slayer were close, kinda. It didn't run deep but you were the closest thing to a friend he had.

You, on the other hand, began to have doubts about befriending a human WMD. So you avoided him, subtly. No longer waiting on his return, not seeking him out as much, etc.

He had noticed it. As well as you hanging around crowds more, probably in an effort to deter him from speaking with you. That wouldn't work.

The approaching stomps were hard to miss. You knew he was here to see you so you went without fuss, you weren't trying to be too obvious after all.

As always the walk to his room, the only real place you could "talk", was silent but today it was especially tense.