Eros stiffened at the entrance as she pulled him in. He'd once bent over and done everything in his power to keep her safe. He gave her secrets, he kept her out of Aphrodite's vengeance, he had done everything. Right now though, love wasn't something he liked. It felt foreign to him, strange considering he was the god of love. The darkness had set him into a weird place. He followed her though, because she was Psyche. If anyone could soothe him it was her. He wasn't sure he was going to be on the mend by the end of the night, but she could at least try. He couldn't let his mother see him like this.