Green grass breaks through snow, Artemis pleads for my help

"Look at me," he says, turning Claudius's head so their eyes can meet. "Nobody's going to punish you, especially not for 'everyone else's sins'." Whatever the fuck that means. Christianity is so frustrating. "I'm here, okay? I've got you. You're standing in this room with me, and I'm not going to let anything happen to you, alright?"

They need to sit down, they need to talk. Dionysus is incredibly aware of the fact that Apollo is sitting maybe a yard away, and that literally anyone could walk in at any given moment. He doesn't think Claudius would appreciate that.

"Do you want to sit in here? My room's just a few doors away too if you would like that better."