[That gets a glower from Emet as he walks past him to head inside, once Hythlodaeus follows, he's quick to give him his bag—it's full of department store bought items. Canned coffee, various prepackaged food items, and so on.]
Never you mind my cane, Hythlodaeus.
[He grumps at him as he makes his way to the elevator.]
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Never you mind my cane, Hythlodaeus.
[He grumps at him as he makes his way to the elevator.]
But no, it has nothing to do with my age.