[ He's about to ask what exactly Elias means by that when suddenly the images pour into his head. He jerks back, gaze losing focus as it turns inwards and he tries to process the rapid, intrusive influx of memories. It's not quite an Echo vision but it's close. Suddenly he knows. Not just that - it feels as though he had been there.
The anguish, the despair, the knowledge that if this ploy succeeded then he would meet his end. And then there was the knowledge itself.
Emet-Selch comes back to himself with a start. Lifting a hand to his head, he stares down at his lap as he tries to partition off the memories. It's a few minutes before he speaks again. ]
That was certainly...thorough, [ he finally manages. ]
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The anguish, the despair, the knowledge that if this ploy succeeded then he would meet his end. And then there was the knowledge itself.
Emet-Selch comes back to himself with a start. Lifting a hand to his head, he stares down at his lap as he tries to partition off the memories. It's a few minutes before he speaks again. ]
That was certainly...thorough, [ he finally manages. ]
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[He chuckles softly, just patiently waiting as Emet fully recovers from the onslaught.]
Does that answer you question?
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[ And it has left him visibly disquieted. He sucks in a deep breath and then looks towards Elias. ]
My thanks. With this I can now find some measure of peace.
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[ Something the Creator would apparently deny him. ]
...You have my thanks, Elias. Rest assured I will return the favour.
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[He gets to his feet then, a smile still on his lips.]
Is there anything else I can help you with?
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No... Not at the moment. I must process what you have currently given me.
[ Occupied as his thoughts are, he still has enough presence of mind to be a good host and see Elias off at the door. ]
I will contact you if there is aught else I require.