"Come now, at least give him a chance to speak." Hythlodaeus' expression melts into a fond smile even as he gently scolds his friend, and he then looks down at Alphinaud.

He doesn't quite know what the boy has in mind nor does he know where this conversation will lead, and in all honesty he's not even sure where Emet-Selch and Alphinaud stand with each other right now. But they're here now, and Hythlodaeus has always been prone to giving people a chance.

"Go on, Alphinaud. Say your piece."