Emcee gasps and flinches, hearing the words you died on the docks. And for a moment he's frozen and speechless as his mind whirls.

"--Yes, yes, of course, darling," he then says hastily. Gently distentangling himself from him, he presses another kiss to his brow before slipping off the bed to fetch a glass of cool water from the bathroom. He sits beside Sinric and holds the glass to his lips, his hand trembling a little.