Eris couldn't put into words why she felt an urgency to leave a few moments ago.
A surge of emotions had welled up far away, deeply buried in her mind.
And then as quickly as it had formed... it had disappeared.
Eris was the embodiment of love itself. Be it familial, romantic, or even comradic.
She didn't precisely know how to pinpoint what she had felt from Izanami before her feelings went dark, and as of now, that wasn't a large part of her concern.
Despite what people may believe, love is a permanent emotion.
Even if a relationship may sour, the echoes of the love that was within it still linger with what currently exists.
Together, these echoes and strands weave a tapestry of the delicate, dangerous, stupefying enigma that is love. Both mortal and divine.
For Eris to just stop feeling something from Izanami at the drop of a dime.. It was almost eerie. That kind of thing didn't just happen.