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[emet_sulk]

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If you were directed here by Hythlodaeus, kindly inform him that any messes he creates are his responsibility to clean up.

If this is Hythlodaeus: Please act like a bureau chief for once in your life and stop referring complaints to me.


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sorry not sorry

[weenwoon]

Later that day, G'raha receives a message from one notarchitect.

Dear G'raha Tia,

My thanks for your gift as well! I must needs confess I realized a little too late that it was likely meant for Emet-Selch alone and not both of us. Nevertheless, I appreciate the gesture!
And if I may offer a suggestion, cranberry sauce is good to help bring out the flavour of the turkey. I have become acquainted with several cafe workers within the city, and they have some interesting insights into the local culinary arts! Should you wish to, I would be only too happy to introduce you. It would be wonderful to have someone to learn along with, as Emet-Selch holds little regard for such studies.

Happy Starlight!

Thanking you again,
Sincerely yours,
Hythlodaeus.

[crystalsfused]

G’raha finds himself staring at the letter for a long moment, wondering just who helps themselves to their friend’s food without even thinking to ask? Other than, apparently, Hythlodaeus. He takes a good long moment considering whether to answer this completely honestly or not, and apologise for the deliberately miserable excuse for a gift, before deciding not to. After all, the gift hadn’t been for him!

And so, Hythlodaeus soon receives a reply from crystarium.

Dear Hythlodaeus,

I must apologise. If I had been aware my gift was to be shared, I might have spared a little more effort. A single sandwich is scarcely an adequate gift for two.

That being said, I thank you for the advice, for I have little expertise in culinary pursuits and would indeed care to learn more. It was a skill I neglected until quite late in life, I fear. I had thought to make a common snack food from my youth, but found myself quite lacking in the necessary skill to make it. Perhaps another time.

Sincerely,
G’raha Tia

He wonders, vaguely, if Emet-Selch will see this letter... and whether or not he would realise he is referring to Sharlayan food. It does have quite a reputation, after all.