[Emet-Selch hardly ever does anything without some thought put into it and as he arrives at the Prancing Pony and is led over to a private table, Hythlodaeus is entirely sure that now is no different. He slides into his seat with a smile, noting how the other man is dressed (very typically for him, he thinks, and he would have expected nothing else). Hythlodaeus, for his part, tends to prefer lighter colours but has not gone out his way as far as whimsy is concerned.]
Naturally.
[Amongst other things... A burning curiosity for one, and no small amount of peculiar anxiety bubbling in the pit of his stomach. There's something about this that feels a little different from any other time they have sat down for a meal together.
He feels as if he's anticipating something.
But, as ever, Hythlodaeus keeps his appearance a jovial one and makes himself comfortable.]
This is a very good spot. I must commend you on your choice. [He does so love to people-watch.] And I am rather fond of the place. Are you familiar with the menu?
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Date: 2024-03-02 09:25 pm (UTC)Naturally.
[Amongst other things... A burning curiosity for one, and no small amount of peculiar anxiety bubbling in the pit of his stomach. There's something about this that feels a little different from any other time they have sat down for a meal together.
He feels as if he's anticipating something.
But, as ever, Hythlodaeus keeps his appearance a jovial one and makes himself comfortable.]
This is a very good spot. I must commend you on your choice. [He does so love to people-watch.] And I am rather fond of the place. Are you familiar with the menu?