[Emet-Selch has half a mind to interrupt, to argue that he can order his own meal, thank you very much - and yet he cannot find it within himself to speak up. The reply is so cheerful as to be effortless, something scarcely even considered before Hythlodaeus reaches across the table for his arm, his palm warm against his skin.]
[Emet-Selch regards it for a moment, before facing Hythlodaeus squarely. Smile or no smile, it seems his time for rumination is over. He may as well get this over with before it drags on any longer.]
After all of these years, do you truly expect me to stop at dinner and a simple peck on the cheek? You know as well as anyone that I'm unaccustomed to doing anything by halves.
[He lays his other hand firmly over his, holding it there so Hythlodaeus can't pull it away immediately.]
I'll take you up on your offer. It saves me the trouble of inventing excuses to prolong our time together, don't you think?
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Date: 2024-04-08 07:30 pm (UTC)[Emet-Selch regards it for a moment, before facing Hythlodaeus squarely. Smile or no smile, it seems his time for rumination is over. He may as well get this over with before it drags on any longer.]
After all of these years, do you truly expect me to stop at dinner and a simple peck on the cheek? You know as well as anyone that I'm unaccustomed to doing anything by halves.
[He lays his other hand firmly over his, holding it there so Hythlodaeus can't pull it away immediately.]
I'll take you up on your offer. It saves me the trouble of inventing excuses to prolong our time together, don't you think?