Yes, he remembers that quest. He had taken part in it. Emet-Selch stares at the floor, lips pressed into a thin line. It's one thing to deliver retribution - so-called 'justice' - swiftly, but to draw it out and hunt down even tangentially-associated parties? That should earn scorn and ostracism.

"It matters not whether I forgive myself," he mutters. "What matters is whether Hythlodaeus can ever bear to look at me again."

He hasn't seen his friend yet. He's afraid of seeing them. But if horror is all that is left of him in Hythlodaeus' esteem...he will have to accept that he has well and truly lost all he holds dear.