Hythlodaeus was quiet for a moment, eyes half-closed and attention properly on the person he was holding, and then he hummed.

"I get the feeling that you have some... questions about me thinking you are who I say you are."

He considered that for a moment. "Well, I don't know how, I only know it is true. Your soul's aether is the exact same color, but also who you are reminds me," reminded them, Hythlodaeus was sure, but he knew better than to prod Emet-Selch at this time, "without the shadow of a doubt, of our friend. He believes... no, he knows that the star has so many places that need help, and he can help. And if he has to carry some things by himself, then so be it."