shaft | hotel: emet

fufufu

That would be smart.

Though I genuinely don't know if they're given a choice.

...I shall have to hope not.

I would hope Dimitri wouldn't choose me.

... Though I do tease him quite a bit.

I suppose I could understand why one might be briefly tempted, but it does seem as if it shouldn't be the case.

You could understand...?

[ HEY... ]

-I am not being serious, Claude.

Too soon, Emet.

Or, ah, Emet-Selch. My apologies.

...I would tolerate it, I suppose.

[claude can have emet rights.]

I'm touched.

[ genuinely. they're... friends! ]

Did you have a listen to the record?

[friends... emet-selch is an idiot who will never know they're friends unless claude says so.]

I did. Unpleasant, is it not?

It sure is.

I don't know what it's doing here though. And what it means by "our friend"? The cannibal, maybe?

Most likely, I should think. Though the mention of... despair tasting sweet seems cause for concern.

[it's always fucking despair he's sick of it!!]

It's pretty sadistic.

Unless... I don't know. There is something else to consume us. Like at the Station.

There had better not be. I refuse for this to prove a common thread between our experiences.