"Ah."

Hythlodaeus considered that for a moment, then tightened his arm slightly.

"So you take the way we see your soul as Azem's as having to live up to him." A slight head-shake. "It's not like that. Not in the least because we know Azem... hmm. Will you tell me what you think of him, this far? What you think 'someone like that' is like..."

Because one couldn't help improve the impression - and by improve, he meant bring it closer to the truth - unless he knew where he was starting from.