"Oh, don't be like that." He pouts, his hand falling to his hip. "Even now, you will not oblige me?"

He leans in, eyes big as he frowns a little.

"Please, Hades? I have missed you so terribly. It would ease my heart..." His hand drifts over his own chest- he's not lying, he really did miss him and he wants to be close to him. Admittedly he would like to be even closer than a hug, but those are feelings he's carefully put to one side with the belief that Emet-Selch would likely rather remain friends.