[That just gets a sigh from Emet as he makes his way towards his apartment. It's rather small, but especially so with Hythlodaeus inside of it. Perhaps he should take part in a heist or something to line his pockets and get a bigger place...]

Nay, you cannot fill in for me. That is not how these things work. However, if you got yourself your own job...

[That might take some of the load off of him. Once inside, he makes his way to the small dining table, sitting down at it with a sigh of relief from taking the weight off of his poor joints.]

Besides, if I took off work, I could ill afford this dwelling.

[Terrible as it is. Such a downgrade to what he's used to. What Hythlodaeus is used to. But that's just...how the world is!]