[It's a good thing too! Because Emet was about half a second from chucking the bottle at Steven's head, but that hand stills him. Hythlodaeus' presence—well, it doesn't calm him, but it stops him from reacting how he might otherwise.
His jaw is clenched tightly, and there's fury and grief behind those golden eyes. Hythlodaeus' words certainly makes his heart hurt, but no more than the thought of losing his son does. He says nothing, not trusting himself to speak at the moment.]
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His jaw is clenched tightly, and there's fury and grief behind those golden eyes. Hythlodaeus' words certainly makes his heart hurt, but no more than the thought of losing his son does. He says nothing, not trusting himself to speak at the moment.]