[Hythlodaeus smiles to Dextera before Amos moves to bring his hands to the man's throat. His smile immediately fades, and he wonders if he should be watching or not. He doesn't want to, but why should he get to simply look away and pretend it isn't happening when Dextera has to suffer?

In the end, his eyes only drop when he's sure the life has left Dextera. And though he's seen bodies before, plenty of them in fact, he's never been almost directly responsible for them. He swallows hard, before speaking. Though he looks unnerved, his voice is steady.]

I trust you will keep his shard safe.

[He looks to the Archangel with a tiny smile, though it seems somewhat forced given their situation. He has noticed the poison seems to be clearing, too- he can breathe easier, and he sighs in quiet relief.]

'Tis what he wanted, after all. And when he comes back, we can thank him properly.

[They simply didn't have time for more than a few brief words here.]