[ There's a quirk of his lips as Emet-Selch catches his wrist, but he doesn't tug away. Merely stretches his fingers until he can cup his palm against the other man's cheek. ]
That is what I am here for, is it not? Otherwise, I suspect you'd forget all about food and slumber outside your work.
[ The words are a light quip, but there's a pinch of concern between his brows that belie a deeper worry. ]
[ HIs own smile softens with fondness as he takes in that weary look. He slides his thumb to trace the circles beneath Emet-Selch's eyes - proof of the long hours he's been pulling. He frowns slightly at the sight of them. ]
You really have been working too hard. Maybe you should just tuck in a little early tonight and get some extra rest.
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[ There's a quirk of his lips as Emet-Selch catches his wrist, but he doesn't tug away. Merely stretches his fingers until he can cup his palm against the other man's cheek. ]
That is what I am here for, is it not? Otherwise, I suspect you'd forget all about food and slumber outside your work.
[ The words are a light quip, but there's a pinch of concern between his brows that belie a deeper worry. ]
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I very well might. How fortunate, then, that I have you.
[Though it is faint and weary, a smile does tug slightly at the corner of his mouth.]
Thank you.
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You really have been working too hard. Maybe you should just tuck in a little early tonight and get some extra rest.
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[Hythlodaeus means well, certainly, as he almost always does, but that, Emet-Selch knows he cannot do. Not tonight.]
Being here is restful enough.
[It is, perhaps, the closest thing Hythlodaeus will get to acquiescence from him, in this matter.]