Too shocked initially to stop the other man, he's forced to watch (and listen) with increasing horror as Hythlodaeus recites the poem in full hearing of everyone else at the beverage stand. His face grows even redder than it already has from the cold, and by the end of it he's desperately trying to tug Hythlodaeus back to his feet.
He can't bear to see the looks on everyone else's faces right now. He wants to shrivel into the ground.
"Alright - alright you have quite made your point! Please, stop," he hisses.
IT'S ALRIGHT, IT'S NOT LIKE EMET IS ALREADY DYING OF EMBARRASSMENT OR ANYTHING
He can't bear to see the looks on everyone else's faces right now. He wants to shrivel into the ground.
"Alright - alright you have quite made your point! Please, stop," he hisses.