Hythlodaeus is quick to pick up his drink, and nudges Emet-Selch insistently. "They do, and it would certainly be rude to deny them." Though it's quite clear that really, he's just excited to have a drink with his dear friend again.

"Come, drink up. We can hardly sit in a tavern and do naught but twiddle our thumbs!" He takes a long drink of the drink set in front of him, before chuckling to himself.

"Mm, it's quite nice, too." Quite strong, he notes. It won't take long at all to get merry on these, since the cups are rather large.