Hythlodaeus doesn't quite know what this all means, but he follows along as best as he can- hearing that Cid's father had been enslaved, he rests a hand on Cid's shoulder.

"We needn't speak of this right now, friend. Not if it pains you. Though I am glad that you have chosen not to hate Emet-Selch for his deeds- all he did, he was doing for his home and his friends."

He picks up his drink and smiles to Cid. "How about a toast? To new beginnings... it's all we have here, after all. And we should be celebrating."