[ She has been watching this back-and-forth with a great deal of fascination, though she's chosen to hold her tongue for now. Until Emet-Selch speaks again. Yima? Who is Yima? The whims of what?

It really is a shame to have been cut off from the internet so suddenly... but she presses one hand over her chest and then looks at Emet-Selch and trots over.

She is very short. ]

I think that might have been a hurtful thing to say, but those who say hurtful things are usually hurting themselves, so I hope you feel better soon. Can you cut off some of my bangs, please? Then no one needs to be killed or kill, and our problem is solved.