[What was going to be an indignant laugh turns into a surprised choke of a sound as Hythlodaeus so suddenly undoes his robe. Naturally he attempts to save face, trying to focus on the conversation, and not how exposed he feels. Of course it's not an unappealing feeling of exposure, but it is one that can become troublesome very quickly if he isn't careful.]
Is this your grand scheme? To bed him—so then by extension you may bed me?
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Is this your grand scheme? To bed him—so then by extension you may bed me?