Emet-Selch comes across her quite by accident, picking his own way through the desolate ruins. He scowls at her back. They haven't spoken at all since she had come across him in the infirmary. Looking at him now, it seems that he is back to his usual self - for a definition of 'usual' anyway.
He watches silently for a time. She seems to be...struggling to read? He hadn't noticed that she couldn't. Surely the much-lauded Warrior of Light at LEAST knew her letters and numbers? Or was she truly simply a weapon to be manipulated by others' hands?
Not that he was in any position to criticise considering his plans for her.
Eventually he approaches, intentionally disturbing the sand and gravel so she can hear. ]
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Emet-Selch comes across her quite by accident, picking his own way through the desolate ruins. He scowls at her back. They haven't spoken at all since she had come across him in the infirmary. Looking at him now, it seems that he is back to his usual self - for a definition of 'usual' anyway.
He watches silently for a time. She seems to be...struggling to read? He hadn't noticed that she couldn't. Surely the much-lauded Warrior of Light at LEAST knew her letters and numbers? Or was she truly simply a weapon to be manipulated by others' hands?
Not that he was in any position to criticise considering his plans for her.
Eventually he approaches, intentionally disturbing the sand and gravel so she can hear. ]
Struggling there a bit, hero?