That does not help Hythlodaeus regain his composure in the slightest. All that he manages is for his eyes to dart away from Hades, then come back, then look away again. Finally getting a grip on himself, Hythlodaeus remembers to close his mouth and clears his throat again, but words don't come to him nearly as easily as they normally do. His cheeks are noticeably flushed, too.

"Oh. Ah. You would? That is..." He stammers, feeling all the more embarrassed because of it. Get it together, Hyth!

"What are your preferences? L-Let's start there."