He knows that Emet-Selch doesn't need to imagine it this hard, and he laughs to himself as his eyes close. If his friend wishes to enjoy the view, who is he to deny him?

Opening his eyes again, he looks down at himself. He quite likes the purple, and seeing that Emet-Selch is in matching clothing, he smirks. Oh, but his friend does fill that suit out nicely.

Giggling, he takes Emet-Selch's hands. "Your taste is impeccable. Let us leave quickly, hm? Before we end up in the bedroom again." He wanted to go out to eat, he can ravage Hades again later.