"Yes, let's." He grabs Emet-Selch's hand and tugs him along, back to the direction of the apartments. He certainly needs to remind him of a few things, it would seem. He won't let go of his hand, either- and anyone who happens to glance over at Emet-Selch will get a piercing glare in return.

If he had his wits about him, he'd wonder what has gotten into him. Instead all he can feel is a searing jealousy, a need to guard what is rightfully his. He was here first.

As they reach the apartments he leads his lover to the empty lift, and before the doors have even closed he's pressed him against the wall and is kissing him again. He's fully aware that the device up in the corner is a camera by now- let them see it, whoever looks upon them.