And here I am, left without a full resume of all the parts you've cast off like so many shed skins. You could have at least brought me a playbill. It makes me feel like a theater-goer so fanatic that I've forgotten who you are.

You are still in costume, after all.

[He gives a little shrug about seeking company of the deplorables. And unfortunately for Steven and Emet-Selch, Hythlodaeus was not a stupid man. Steven had said enough, hadn't he? He laces his fingers together, resting his chin upon them with an innocent smile.]

Oh? Have either of you met one of them in person?