"Who is it?" Getting up, Hythlodaeus follows behind Emet-Selch and squints at the giant bird.

"Ah." He pauses, then snorts. "How exactly...?" For some reason it strikes him as funny, and he starts chuckling. "'Tis like looking in a mirror for you, hmm?" He waves at the bird, which takes the open door as an invitation and begins to waltz inside. Hythlodaeus does nothing to try stopping it, for his part.