As you knew, hmm? She seemed rather distraught over precisely the inverse of that, quite recently.

[He is not, after all, trying to be subtle. It is the oblique of politics, in which everyone involved in the conversation knows exactly what was meant, but can pretend, to an outsider, that they do not.]

A curious layer added to the puzzle, no? That we two are of the same, but you a half-step out of sync. Were all three the same, or even all three different...

[A hypothesis that is contradicted is infinitely more interesting, to his way of thinking, than one that is confirmed. As another person steps up to tell their story, Emet-Selch falls silent again for a time, his gaze on the storyteller.

This one, it seems, is brief, and when it is finished, he looks back at the Exarch and there is something of...

To call it expectation would be giving it too much certainty. To call it a challenge would be too adversarial. But there are elements of both to his gaze, as he lifts a hand briefly towards the stage.]

I should find it interesting to hear of your hero sometime, if you were willing.