Emet-Selch's eyes quickly flick up at his friend when he mentions the idea of 'sharing'. Considering the last time they shared something to eat on their arrival, his mind quickly considers the possibility of Hythlodaeus trying to give him food again. And whether or not to spitefully accept such an offer. "Perhaps." He says simply.

Aside from that, he looks up at the bar around them. It's... empty, isn't it? At least, more empty than successful restaurants usually are. "The service leaves something to be desired. We may not 'share' anything if there is no one to provide it for us."