The leash twists and arches about, forming itself into a set of restraints that hold Emet-Selch spread eagle. He could break them in an instant, thin as they are, but that is hardly the point. Hyth gets up on his knees, dragging his robe back on to further denote that he is human and Emet-Selch is a mere naked beast.
"Now, let's examine this one," he muses. His fingers start at Emet's face, running across his cheekbones and delving into his mouth as if to measure the strength and capacity of his jaw. He mutters to himself as he does, little notes and statistics, the same muttering he might do when reading a proposal for a concept at work.
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Date: 2022-08-17 02:51 pm (UTC)"Now, let's examine this one," he muses. His fingers start at Emet's face, running across his cheekbones and delving into his mouth as if to measure the strength and capacity of his jaw. He mutters to himself as he does, little notes and statistics, the same muttering he might do when reading a proposal for a concept at work.