[Oh. He does like this, leaning his forehead to Emet's and smiling at him.]

You're making my plans difficult.

[But not impossible and he's not complaining.]

I suppose asking you to look away would be unreasonable.

[He wraps his arms around Hades, palm trailing up his spine and fingertips kneading the back of his neck, urging him to rest his head on Hyth's shoulder.]