Even a little is better than nothing, and predator as he is (as he is being forced to be) Emet-Selch does very much notice the way Elidibus' feathers relax even that fractional amount. Still, he says nothing of it and makes no attempt to follow Elidibus as he seeks to put space between the two of them. After all, Elidibus is still bound, and should he seek to make his exit via the windows Emet-Selch imagines he will have warning enough to be able to react in time.
For the time being, however, there is simply a nod in return for Elidibus' mention of gratitude, before Emet-Selch turns instead to the rest of Elidibus' comment.
"Should that be your wish."
There's a nod as if he expects Elidibus to follow him - or, perhaps, lead the way - but regardless of how the two arrive at Elidibus' room, once Elidibus steps inside, Emet-Selch wastes no further time in doing precisely that. He does not, however, opt for a more physical binding. No, instead, he turns to the door and the windows, laying a careful enchantment on both. Not one of repulsion or one that will forbid entry, no. It is a subtler thing than that - a spell of fear.
One that speaks to danger, to threat, and one that will only grow stronger the more he genuinely seeks to move beyond the boundaries of his room - one that whispers softly that his room is safety. Sanctuary, where naught else would be.
Only when he's sure the spell is settled correctly does Emet-Selch loose the bindings on Elidibus' arms and legs. There will be no further need of them, after all.
"Should you require aught else, I will not be far."
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For the time being, however, there is simply a nod in return for Elidibus' mention of gratitude, before Emet-Selch turns instead to the rest of Elidibus' comment.
"Should that be your wish."
There's a nod as if he expects Elidibus to follow him - or, perhaps, lead the way - but regardless of how the two arrive at Elidibus' room, once Elidibus steps inside, Emet-Selch wastes no further time in doing precisely that. He does not, however, opt for a more physical binding. No, instead, he turns to the door and the windows, laying a careful enchantment on both. Not one of repulsion or one that will forbid entry, no. It is a subtler thing than that - a spell of fear.
One that speaks to danger, to threat, and one that will only grow stronger the more he genuinely seeks to move beyond the boundaries of his room - one that whispers softly that his room is safety. Sanctuary, where naught else would be.
Only when he's sure the spell is settled correctly does Emet-Selch loose the bindings on Elidibus' arms and legs. There will be no further need of them, after all.
"Should you require aught else, I will not be far."