No proper answer. Maybe Elidibus had only hoped to give Emet-Selch pause in the end though he would have used the answer if there'd be one at all.
Had Elidibus offered too much in response? No, it wasn't... quite that. Again a fleeting thought born not of rational thought, but the fear of what would happen to him if Emet-Selch were to strike. The vulnerability causes a knot in his throat and for a moment, possibly one of the few times in his long life, Elidibus feels unable to speak.
In that moment, Emet-Selch proffers a tantalizing offer. For a second, the silver haired man stills completely. No more trembling. No motion. Within there is a moment's clarity and... his heart can hardly calm so rapidly, but in that moment, the rate seems to lessen. If there is a single being on this star that Elidibus will never not have faith in, it is the predator before him.
A poignant irony.
Unequivocal trust wars with terror. And as ever his way, Elidibus weighs how they might affect one another, now and the future. For a moment, his expression is pained and bittersweet. He knows the offer and sees it for the trap it is and salvation it may be.
"An ephemeral hope. You know well my nature, Emet-Selch. And that which I cannot help but be drawn to, for all it might lead me further into the darkest depths."
Instead of out and into the light. For a precious moment, Elidibus closes his eyes. It is likely the only thing he can do right now to show how much he does trust his colleague and friend. Because what he must say next bears the burden of implying it can be shaken by what's happening. Yet Elidibus has to admit it could.
"You must not hesitate to ensure I see no means to escape you," he says, sounding cool and clinical even while his entire body still trembles. "Even now I am uncertain I would hold my ground the moment you move again. Be swift."
As it was said before, there are others around. Maybe some footsteps can be heard. Or the creak of a window. There has been a bit of noise, a light show... well it was bound to attract attention.
...Elidibus had likely planned that in hopes the predators would trip one another in pursuit of their quarry and afford him another means of escape.
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Had Elidibus offered too much in response? No, it wasn't... quite that. Again a fleeting thought born not of rational thought, but the fear of what would happen to him if Emet-Selch were to strike. The vulnerability causes a knot in his throat and for a moment, possibly one of the few times in his long life, Elidibus feels unable to speak.
In that moment, Emet-Selch proffers a tantalizing offer. For a second, the silver haired man stills completely. No more trembling. No motion. Within there is a moment's clarity and... his heart can hardly calm so rapidly, but in that moment, the rate seems to lessen. If there is a single being on this star that Elidibus will never not have faith in, it is the predator before him.
A poignant irony.
Unequivocal trust wars with terror. And as ever his way, Elidibus weighs how they might affect one another, now and the future. For a moment, his expression is pained and bittersweet. He knows the offer and sees it for the trap it is and salvation it may be.
"An ephemeral hope. You know well my nature, Emet-Selch. And that which I cannot help but be drawn to, for all it might lead me further into the darkest depths."
Instead of out and into the light. For a precious moment, Elidibus closes his eyes. It is likely the only thing he can do right now to show how much he does trust his colleague and friend. Because what he must say next bears the burden of implying it can be shaken by what's happening. Yet Elidibus has to admit it could.
"You must not hesitate to ensure I see no means to escape you," he says, sounding cool and clinical even while his entire body still trembles. "Even now I am uncertain I would hold my ground the moment you move again. Be swift."
As it was said before, there are others around. Maybe some footsteps can be heard. Or the creak of a window. There has been a bit of noise, a light show... well it was bound to attract attention.
...Elidibus had likely planned that in hopes the predators would trip one another in pursuit of their quarry and afford him another means of escape.