He lifts a brow, calmly putting the paper back where it belongs, so it doesn't mess things up later.

Much as he loves to work, he is no Elidibus. It can wait when Hythlodaeus so clearly has other plans and isn't going to listen to anything resembling "no" either way.

"Don't." He leans back in his chair. "Stay a while. Get to know the place." He hopes that Hythlodaeus will be invested in it in his own way. Or just invested in Emet-Selch. That works too.