He was so sure he had gotten away with it, too. He should have known that his close friend would be able to see through his tricks and even though they're only being silly, it's nice to have someone who can keep up with him. Which is why he stifles a laugh, even when he is being covered in a sugary mess once again.


"Never. Unless this is you asking to call a truce." Doubtful, it likely will not end until they are out of chocolate which won't be long now. Even so he turns his head all the same, if Hythlodaeus wishes to use his tongue to clean up some of the mess he is going to willingly encourage it.

Since the bowl has been spotted there is no point in hiding it, and Emet-Selch brings it forward again to sit beside him, scooping some chocolate out with his fingers and slowly dragging them down the other's chest to leave their marks.

"Likely not what they had in mind when the menu said dipping chocolate to augment your meal." Certainly memorable, though.