[And those words rouse Emet-Selch to the sort of alertness that is only seen by what it is not. For he does not particularly look at the Exarch, nor particularly look away, nor have any particular kind of expression on his face. It is a cultivated sort of disinterest that only someone who has taken the time to observe him would recognize as indicating that there is nothing more interesting to him in the world than the man beside him.]
And if you could, would you even want to, I wonder...?
[The words are phrased as mere idle speculation, but there are no words he speaks without purpose. Even idle wonderings remain in his head where they belong, unless he wants them to be seen.]
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And if you could, would you even want to, I wonder...?
[The words are phrased as mere idle speculation, but there are no words he speaks without purpose. Even idle wonderings remain in his head where they belong, unless he wants them to be seen.]