Thanatos does nothing at all to push Orpheus off of his person, if anything he only welcomes Orpheus' presence still against his body like it was now. He knew even if Orpheus did something so utterly stupid, he was doing it for him... That was... How could Thanatos not be thankful? However, why would Orpheus...? He had been suffering so much already, and Thanatos almost didn't realize tears began to fall from his own eyes again as Orpheus did what he did... Unable to stop him at his state, Thanatos' clinging to Orpheus was even more tight after that scream against his shoulder, and he knew Orpheus... Orpheus wasn't one to scream, to show pain due to Erebus, unless it truely hurt. All Thanatos could do once it was over with was clutch onto Orpheus and allow him to soak up the healing aura of Death that came with Orpheus being his Assistant and himself being Orpheus' lifeline, the Fusionist. Even if it wouldn't help in the long run... It was always there for Orpheus. Always.

His now normal hand (How normal can a Shadow be...) releases from Orpheus' suit while the other continues to cling there. His hand once again finds its way to stroke the blue strands of Orpheus' hair... So soft, his Assistant was...

"Thank you... I never thank you enough, do I? Everything you've done for me like this... Thank you. I love you so much, Orpheus..."