[Still, he places his hand on the one resting on his leg.]
Perhaps it is selfish of me to wish for Emet-Selch to come here, but sometimes I cannot help but to want it. And yet... I have enough here that I am happy, still.
[Squeezing the hand on his leg, he drains his glass and leans forward to pick up the whiskey bottle again, refilling both glasses.]
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[Still, he places his hand on the one resting on his leg.]
Perhaps it is selfish of me to wish for Emet-Selch to come here, but sometimes I cannot help but to want it. And yet... I have enough here that I am happy, still.
[Squeezing the hand on his leg, he drains his glass and leans forward to pick up the whiskey bottle again, refilling both glasses.]