"I'm bothered," the Titan replied softly, looking up with measurable concern. "You're split somehow. That can't be healthy. Whether you're two halves of a whole or two people entirely independent of each other, you're struggling in ways I can't being to fathom. You're hurting, in a way, and that bothers me."

Reaching over and picking up the artifact, Declan turns the glittering thing in his hand, looking between Aoba and Ren.

"I can put this away for you...I'm sorry if one of my gifts cause you pain," the pale man remarked, nodding slowly before closing his eyes with a soft sigh.

"Ren knows you better than I do. I'm sure he knows what to do."