[Hythlodaeus hides his amusement behind his hand, shoulders shaking.]

A judgment only fitting of the esteemed Elidibus himself. I shall endeavor to be more specific in the future. My dearest, adventurous friend and my dearest, dourest friend, mayhap?

I will need some time for yourself, of course. My dearest, most engaged friend will only be fitting for so long.

[His smile comes easier, yet falters by the end of Themis's short explanation of his previous circumstances.]

...Aye, I imagine it would be.

['Tis little wonder he's adjusted to all this so much easier than Hythlodaeus has.]