He reaches up, brushing his hand over Kurloz's cheek. He's smearing the paint, and he knows this, but he wants to calm him, to soothe him. To get him to understand that he doesn't hold the fact that Kurloz wasn't there in his final moments against him. He knows, now, that this is a troll who would topple the world for him, and he hates seeing him feel guilty or angry at himself.

He shooshes him quietly, the sound whistling through his teeth. "You'll alwayth have me, even if I'm not phythically there. You can't lothe me that eathily."