[ Ah the boy is still on his toes. Good, good. He will have to be, to survive in this clime. Emet-Selch is not just thinking about the weather, but the political scene as well. If this one's will i strong then at least the Ascian is to be entertained for a bit of time.

Yet he takes his hand off of his weapon. How quaint. It's true that Hades won't raise a hand to the Miqo'te. Not when things lie in the balance, precariously so. This is meant to be cooperation, after all. A blending of two in hopes of a peaceful resolution for all of this mess. For the benefit of the star! ...At least until the Scions and this Champion pass on an their deeds fade into history. That's what? A few decades at most> ]

"Must be." A pity that where we "must be" is often a far cry from where we would like to be. Personally, I would much prefer to be resting. Yet I often find my much deserved naps interrupted by where I must be.

[ He walks a bit further down towards the main road. Almost as if he is contemplating heading down towards the train himself. ]

Are you not doing the same? Straying so far from the palace without an escort may not end well for you, depending upon the encounter.