He was different ever since he returned, and you have avoided him. You didn’t expect to see him, yet you also didn’t expect Sejanus’s mother to give you a gift that was supposed to arrive months before his death. You freeze when suddenly someone's arms wrap around you. The scent of roses hits your nostrils.

"Sweet, kind Sejanus, giving you thoughtful gifts from beyond the grave. You love the dead Sejanus so much and ignore the living me. It must be hypocrisy on your part.”