Noting his friend's expression, Hythlodaeus clicks his tongue and scratches idly at the shell of his tortoise friend.

"'I have never seen a creature like this before' he says, as he gazes disdainfully upon the poor fellow! Whatever did he do to earn your ire already?"

He pats the couch to indicate Emet-Selch sit back down, accepting that the creation won't happen now. "Is it because he rammed your foot? I can promise you, he rams everything."

To prove his point, he moves his hand in front of the tortoise. It begins furiously headbutting his palm, which simply makes Hythlodaeus laugh. He's a feisty boy, of course Hythlodaeus approves of it!