Hades! [Oh... Dear. He sort of figured that anywhere he was... Naturally, so would his dearest Emet-Selch. He holds in his worry, his bafflement, his... Everything. Behind the mask, figuratively and not so figuratively. "From Amaurot"... He certainly was, in a sense.]

Hades! Oh, I'm so glad to see you! [And confused. All of this was very confusing. But a question was asked and an answer he would recieve.] New... Bark Town. Yes. I see it on a signpost. There is naught but locked doors and lips, however, so I deign to venture north. Are you near?

[His worries simply could not stop piling up. They wouldn't last forever, but he'd hardly had the time to think. Hades clearly saw him as the genuine article... Oh dear...]