He can tell he's being clingy, to the point that he's kind of irritating himself- but he can't seem to stop it. He's never been the type to fall into despair no matter what the situation is, as long as he can find something hopeful to cling onto. In this case, the hope is that he has Azem and Hades.

He brightens as Emet-Selch presses a kiss to his head, taking it as a sign he's not getting on his nerves just yet. "As am I, my friend. What should we get? We have the money to spare... we could go anywhere."