It was preemptive, calling AM over so soon after contacting Melkor. He hadn't thought confronting Melkor with this would have taken so long, or gone so intensely. He almost wants to tell AM to come back another time.

Instead he presses another hesitant kiss to Melkor's lips and pulls away from his master with some effort, sighing. He gives a small, apologetic smile, and nudges at Melkor until he's away from the door so he can open it.

"So I did. Come in, please." Tiring as that ordeal may have been, he wears his usual self-confident smile again by the time the doors are open, if a bit worn at the edges. He looks over his shoulder. "This is the man from whom I learned those encryptions I spoke of."

When he turns back to AM, the smile quirks just a fraction wider, and he steps aside to let the man outside enter.

"AM, this is Melkor. I spoke to you of him once."