He closes his eyes in Emet-Selch's arms, burying his face in his neck. After a moment, he speaks.

"I do not know what has come over me. But ever since seeing you with that man at the picnic, I... I feel a burning jealousy inside of me."

He holds him tighter, as if he could keep him in his arms forever and away from anyone who might seek to take him away. "I should know that you would not leave me, and yet I cannot make myself believe it."

At least, not for the moment. He'll feel foolish once this is all over with, but for right now the reassurance is sorely needed.