Hythlodaeus only laughs in response to the tugging and the scolding. "If", Hades says, as though he's not so obviously eager for continuations...

He follows his friend to the bedroom and rifles through the drawer curiously in search of the aforementioned lubricant. Thank the stars for Felih. At the "decision" comment, though, Hythlodaeus looks up, a teasing smile on his face.

"My decision? How generous! But here I thought all you wanted was, let me recall... ah yes, to be thrown on the bed and ravished. Or is there aught else in your trove of fantasies?"