That makes Emet-Selch chuckle. "Alright, then." He already knows that Hythlodaeus will come whenever he pleases. He always has.

As for the rest, he scoffs lightly. "Of course I would not make you walk that way. I'm not sharing this view unless I have to." And that is that. He snaps his fingers so Hythlodaeus' clothing appears neatly folded upon the desk. He's welcome to stay nude for now, if he intends on staying a little longer.