[Truth be told, Emet-Selch doesn't blame Urianger for his paranoia. And for all that he is not immediately seeking to pull the strings such that he claims rulership of even a small portion of the world they have found themselves on, it is yet a possibility. A dim possibility, given his recent retirement from the mortal sphere, but a possibility nonetheless, should there prove to be reason enough to do so.

For now, however, he is content simply to talk - a fact that is at least helped somewhat by the fact that he has never minded Urianger's presence as much as some of the other Scions, at least.]

This is hardly the first time I have needed to acclimatize myself to an unfamiliar society. Nor is it too dissimilar to some I have seen, over the millennia.

[Which is to say, yes, he is. Even if he's not particularly thrilled at finding himself bereft of the magic he has long since grown accustomed to wielding.]