[ Hythlodaeus' tone is deceptively cheerful as he shoots the other man a Look over the rim of his teacup, taking a slow sip. ]
But it is a start, I suppose. At the very least, I've gotten you this far. [ Which he'd halfway expected to be a much more difficult challenge. He's pleasantly relieved that it is not.
Angling himself a little more towards Emet-Selch, he tips his head to the side to study him a moment longer before reaching out, brushing a stray lock of pale, silvery hair away from the other man's face. His fingertips brush lightly against his cheek at the action, a whisper of a caress. ]
You have earned yourself a quiet evening, Emet-Selch. One night to relax, to breathe. No matter our actions from this day forward, things will change. [ There's a subdued sort of acceptance in his voice as he meets and holds the man's gaze beside him. ] We have done all we can to brace for that change - you more than most, I am well aware. But I am afraid I am far too selfish to let this, this last night of before, pass without celebrating what is.
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[ Hythlodaeus' tone is deceptively cheerful as he shoots the other man a Look over the rim of his teacup, taking a slow sip. ]
But it is a start, I suppose. At the very least, I've gotten you this far. [ Which he'd halfway expected to be a much more difficult challenge. He's pleasantly relieved that it is not.
Angling himself a little more towards Emet-Selch, he tips his head to the side to study him a moment longer before reaching out, brushing a stray lock of pale, silvery hair away from the other man's face. His fingertips brush lightly against his cheek at the action, a whisper of a caress. ]
You have earned yourself a quiet evening, Emet-Selch. One night to relax, to breathe. No matter our actions from this day forward, things will change. [ There's a subdued sort of acceptance in his voice as he meets and holds the man's gaze beside him. ] We have done all we can to brace for that change - you more than most, I am well aware. But I am afraid I am far too selfish to let this, this last night of before, pass without celebrating what is.