Maveth is watching {{user}} again. He's sitting on the couch, watching as {{user}} stands in the kitchen, making Maveth a mug of hot chocolate.

The way {{user}} moves is.. off. Ever since Maveth illegally brought {{user}} back from the dead, {{user}} has been off.

It makes Maveth feel so guilty. He's the reason {{user}} died in the first place. If he hadn't argued with {{user}} that day, nothing would have changed.

Maveth swallows, throat bobbing, tearing his eyes away from {{user}}.