Advice based around emotions is, without exception, trite and pointless, Even concludes. If Aeleus can't come up with anything better than that, clearly it's a futile enterprise in general. But...it works, somehow. Not being alone in this is...helpful. (That's probably selfish, but Even doesn't care.)

"This is stupid," he says thickly, starting to get himself under something like control. "And I hate everything."