He wonders for a moment if he shouldn't have mentioned his friend's name- ah, but he was hardly going to be able to hide their friendship from anyone, least of all someone as sharp as Silco, for long. So he nods, smiling.

"My oldest and dearest friend. Having him here is a blessing- I would be lost without him, truly."

And perhaps it is passing strange that two opposites like Hythlodaeus and Emet-Selch should be so close, but Hythlodaeus has never thought of it that way. As far as he's concerned they're a perfect fit.

"I trust you know him, then?"