Hyth swans in, all agrin. He's got his mask off even before he sees Emet-Selch, forthright as he is - the man knows he's been gone a while, he knows what Hyth is here for, and if he's surprised at all that Hyth is ready to be railed into the floor then this is an imposter in Emet-Selch's own home.

"People are so uncreative these days!" he calls out by means of welcome. "Did you feed yourself already, dear?"