He looks on suspiciously. 'We' should try them, 'we' can create, 'we' should loosen up - All a bit presumptuous in his opinion. Though he could not argue that he would have it phrased in any other way.

Emet-Selch stands from the uncomfortable seat and enjoys a little bit of relief from its stiffness.

"Fine. At present, It seems like the lesser of two evils." He says with a sigh. "And I doubt you have suggested it without some manner of premeditation." If Hythlodaeus brought it up he was no doubt thinking of exploring it anyway. Best to do that with one another.

Though drinks often lead to sharing of stories and... there is so much he's left unsaid about what had happened in the past. Much that he does not like the idea of sharing.