Don't look at me like that. It doesn't hurt... nothing does. And it's not like there isn't an excess of me to go around. [ he changes his shape again, ditching his foul legacy to, instead, return to 'normal'. his ears and tails are still there, slimy as ever, and he edges backward to fit himself between emet's legs. ] Tell me what you like. I don't think I've ever heard you talk dirty. [ he takes him in hand and gives him a couple of lazy strokes. ]