[It could be, certainly. Admittedly, Emet-Selch is not aware of Lahabrea's presence, but given that he is currently without his best way to identify his fellow Unsundered it certainly wouldn't be beyond the realm of possibility for Lahabrea to simply choose to not announce his presence. But in absence of any direct confirmation, Emet-Selch has largely continued under the assumption that he and Elidibus are the only two currently present.
(The fact that he has not much had time - or not as much as he might prefer - to worry about the potential presence of others has helped on that front.)
Still, he is very much aware of Urianger's presence, for all that this is the first time they have actually met in person. Something for which he cannot entirely blame the other man. He knows full well that he had not precisely made much of an effort to be more than passingly friendly for the vast majority of the time they had cause to interact, after all, and though he has set those goals aside he can hardly say that he hadn't very much been willing to destroy the First (among others) in the service of his goals.
There is, admittedly, no immediate reason to destroy this world, but given what Emet-Selch has heard thus far it may not need his help anyway. But that, too, is for later. Instead, he simply offers a brief nod in return.]
They are suitable enough. Though I cannot claim that all are something I intend to participate in.
[Case in point, the blanket race that he is very pointedly not involving himself in.]
[See? This is fine. They're just two colleagues awkwardly mixing at at a work social.]
A pity; I had hoped to return to Etheirys with the tale of Emperor Solus' grand victory at... whatsoever this might be.
[He gestures vaguely in the direction of the blanket-wrapped Shenanigans. Nevermind that even if they return then, as far as he knows, he won't be telling anyone anything]
[Of the two of them, Urianger is at least far more likely to be capable of telling people about whatever has occurred. If only on account of the comparative shortage of people to have meaningful conversation with in the depths of the aetherial sea. But that, at least, is neither here nor there at the moment.]
Solus though I may be here [if only on technicality] I am no Emperor.
[And he's not super interested in the logistics of trying to be, just at the moment. If only because he knows well enough that it is no easy task, and will likely only be all the more so given he knows so little about the world they have found themselves inhabiting.]
Though even if I were I would have found reason to abstain from ... this.
[... yeah, about that. As far as Urianger knows, their mutual affinity for Creative Truth Telling is not the only thing the three Etheirys Ex-Pats have in common; of events after they met with the Ea in Ultima Thule (and, mercifully, of the Ascian's involvement in them) he is entirely ignorant
Still, good to know Emet-Selch hasn't immediately set his eyes on... what would this be, empire number three? Not that Urianger remains a healthy degree of paranoid about what he and his colleague might actually be planning, obviously, which is part of why he continues the small talk - the other part being, as Elidibus has rightly pointed out, he needs to be able to trust himself to interact with the Paragons without immediately offering them a buffet of free Fear]
Quaint and bewildering festivities aside, thou art acclimating well enough, it seems?
[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.]
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(The fact that he has not much had time - or not as much as he might prefer - to worry about the potential presence of others has helped on that front.)
Still, he is very much aware of Urianger's presence, for all that this is the first time they have actually met in person. Something for which he cannot entirely blame the other man. He knows full well that he had not precisely made much of an effort to be more than passingly friendly for the vast majority of the time they had cause to interact, after all, and though he has set those goals aside he can hardly say that he hadn't very much been willing to destroy the First (among others) in the service of his goals.
There is, admittedly, no immediate reason to destroy this world, but given what Emet-Selch has heard thus far it may not need his help anyway. But that, too, is for later. Instead, he simply offers a brief nod in return.]
They are suitable enough. Though I cannot claim that all are something I intend to participate in.
[Case in point, the blanket race that he is very pointedly not involving himself in.]
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A pity; I had hoped to return to Etheirys with the tale of Emperor Solus' grand victory at... whatsoever this might be.
[He gestures vaguely in the direction of the blanket-wrapped Shenanigans. Nevermind that even if they return then, as far as he knows, he won't be telling anyone anything]
Though I cannot fault thee for abstaining.
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Solus though I may be here [if only on technicality] I am no Emperor.
[And he's not super interested in the logistics of trying to be, just at the moment. If only because he knows well enough that it is no easy task, and will likely only be all the more so given he knows so little about the world they have found themselves inhabiting.]
Though even if I were I would have found reason to abstain from ... this.
[Whatever it's meant to be.]
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Still, good to know Emet-Selch hasn't immediately set his eyes on... what would this be, empire number three? Not that Urianger remains a healthy degree of paranoid about what he and his colleague might actually be planning, obviously, which is part of why he continues the small talk - the other part being, as Elidibus has rightly pointed out, he needs to be able to trust himself to interact with the Paragons without immediately offering them a buffet of free Fear]
Quaint and bewildering festivities aside, thou art acclimating well enough, it seems?
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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.]