[ Emet-Selch can't possibly help but roll his eyes at such a display. Having this new arrival back down in such a manner while having nothing but showy words that feign omnipotence. What a petulant brat.

He hisses a small complaint to himself in spite of it all: ] And this is my reward for helpfulness.

[ His posture relents and he folds his arms, markedly unimpressed by it all. ]

I am Emet-Selch. I am a shard-bearer, just as all those who are borne in the shadows of this tree have been. [ He motions to the room above them with a glance. ] This chamber resides under the depths of Highstorm, city of twin moons and eternal night.