Hyth sidles over and then deposits himself squarely in Emet-Selch's lab,
legs dangling over the chair arm. He tosses his braid back over his
shoulder with a smirk.
"Ah, you know what I want. But is it more fun if I tell you anyway?"
He brought his cake to his lips and took a delicate lick of it, slow and deliberate.
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Hyth sidles over and then deposits himself squarely in Emet-Selch's lab, legs dangling over the chair arm. He tosses his braid back over his shoulder with a smirk.
"Ah, you know what I want. But is it more fun if I tell you anyway?"
He brought his cake to his lips and took a delicate lick of it, slow and deliberate.