He chuckles at the joke, and thinks on their situation. "We can check the size of the tub, I suppose. If we find it lacking, all it would take is a snap of your fingers to clean us up."

But of course, Hythlodaeus is also feeling rather impatient, and feels that he'd rather just have the chocolate gone now so he can proceed to ravage his friend. He moves off from Emet-Selch's legs in order to slip out of his underwear, then settles beside the other man and toys with the waistband of his pants.

"There. Now it's your turn, I believe."