one-sided platonic feelings always hit me so hard. like. i want you to love me like a son, but to you i’m not much more than a servant. i swore our oath of brotherhood out of real devotion, and you swore it out of convenience. i want to go to the ends of the earth and the depths of hell for you and follow you until the end of time, and in your mind that’s no more than what i owe you
But also the whole “I am devoted to you unto death and you would throw me out with the ashes from the fireplace if given a chance” being proven wrong and the not-devoted-person goes on quests and nearly dies and kills people to save their platonic love proving he actually is really devoted only to go back to behaving like they’d sell you to Satan for a corn chip is just. Poetic cinema.