"Hm," Emet-Selch hums thoughtfully. "He truly was of no significance." But if Hythlodaeus is feeling so strongly and there seems to be no convincing him fully right now, it can really only mean that once again this city is messing with them. "Perhaps something in the food as usual."

But he lets Hythlodaeus hold him, placing gentle kisses against his face and collar bones.

"How could I leave you, when you are everything I need."