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[These do! And as expected the mere thought of Hythlodaeus in each and everyone of these gives him pause and blush to his cheeks. Thanks for the murder.

He tries to brush it off as he tucks his hand under his arm and managing to escort him and their purchases back to his monstrosity of a vehicle.]

I'd enjoy seeing what your mind would make up. Not only for what you would create, but what you would transform into. I know you have thought about it, and why not abuse the situation to allow it?

[Good. Die, Emet. Linking their arms readily and leaning against him as they get back, and it's certainly intentional.]

Now that does sound fun! But I suppose I ought to ask what form you imagine I might take. Or what you would like to see.

[It might sound like his usual attempts to get out of responsibility, but the questions are actually genuine! He wants his transformation to look good for Emet, too.]

[He helps him into the vehicle and moves to get behind the wheel, but the question does make him pause.]

What I would like to see?

I don't have anything in mind, truthfully. Your transformation would be a reflection of you, whatever that might be.

[Apparently that would be an axolotl, if we look at the game and fandom.]

I imagine it would be something troublesome, then. But knowing you, you'd be charmed either way!

It would be limbless, would it not? So you could be carted and carried everywhere bubbling in delight no doubt.

[He clicks his tongue.]

I would not have suggested it in the event I would not be charmed. Do I not deserve a little indulgence from time to time?

[He just leans onto Emet's shoulder as he drives, even if it probably makes it harder.]

I could be a fish, perhaps! One of those really pretty colorful ones.

[Good thing the roads are empty.]

Well....

... as long as you are happy. Though I might have to put you in the tub.

Well, I suppose we'll see what I turn out to be~ Wouldn't you, too, like it to be a surprise?

Actually... What was it like for you? Did you consciously choose the form you take when you transform, or did it come about itself?

[He shakes his head.]

I did not make it with specific intent. It simply felt right. A genuine reflection.

Though I'm just as am I eager to see what form you will take, I am as equally waiting to see how brightly your soul shines.

[He blushes a little at that, just a bit flustered. You're embarrassing.]

I would like to see yours, too. It's been quite a while.

[Taking his eyes off the road to cup his chin in one hand.]

Is that a blush I see?

[,]

And what if it is?

It is delightful.

[He kisses his temple for the briefest of moments before he goes back to making sure the car stays on the road.]

[He smiles at that.]

It's delightful to see you blushing, too.

[He simply huffs and holds out his hand.]

[Taking that hand! Fufufu~]

You like that.

[He lets his thumb run over the back of his hand as he drives back. When the arrives, he steps out and picks up the packages but then he tilts his head curiously at him.]

Future is Now or Baritones?

Well, I would quite like to steal you away for myself, so let's go to future is now.

If you do end up building a kidnapping room for Future is Now, I will be both parts impressed and mortified.

[He holds his hand on the way up just keeping the light contact the entire way. And he heads into his room upon entry unless he's steered in another direction.]

[He laughs at the suggestion.]

Oh, I could! We would just call it something else. Like... Specimen Containment Laboratory.

[They're definitely heading to his room! Levity will autodimm the lights as well.]

I suggest we take a short bath first. You did make a mess of me.

How creative! But 'we'. Then you would have to share it with others, no?

[He reaches up to cup his face, thumb brushing over his cheek.]

And burning that memory of your face in that moment to memory. But do go draw the bath. I'll find towels and appropriate sleepware.

[He flushes a little at that praise, but leans into the touch.]

Well, do you Baritones share your own kidnapping room? Or does everyone simply build their own?

[But he'll go draw the bath! Well, it's more like a small pool. His bathroom is very fancy! He chooses candles for lighting, too. Romantic! It's also possible to set a scent, but he doesn't really know what scents Emet likes.]

I've never used our kidnapping room. I enjoy coercing people to come willingly.

[He can't help but smile and be charmed as he sits down behind for the moment reaching into his hair to undo the braid.]

How indulgent.

I suppose you have already coerced me. But I imagine Lahabrea would get jealous if I hog you all to myself.

[He tips his head back to make the unbraiding easier. Or harder!]

Quite nice, isn't it? I decided to treat myself when I bought it.

The old man? He'd be delighted. He is rather sentimental under all those layers of posturing and gruff.

[Well, if he is getting access to his throat he will run his fingers down it, scraping just slightly.]

Good. Then allow me to treat you further. For making the mess in the first place.

[And he will begin washing his hair and him if there are no complaints.]

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