"Heh, heh, heh. It is more complicated, in this case - Emet-Selch and I were good friends, once." He was rather used to apologizing for him. Even more so to speaking up when Emet-Selch could not find the words, especially with people he had not known long.

"I assume that, when he was re-creating Amaurot, he may have had a stray thought - Hythlodaeus would realize the truth, or something to that effect." Or he had wished for it... he knew better than to hope for things like that, but he could hardly help himself.

"Ah, how remiss of me. My name is Hythlodaeus, and I - used to be, a long time ago now, Chief of the Bureau of the Architect. I can hardly do much but keep company, but if you wish it, it is on offer."