"Which is what I suggested from the beginning." The exasperation is clear in his voice. Emet-Selch puts a hand to his forehead and rubs the space between his eyes, nursing a headache that is sure to form at any moment. "It would be so much easier if people would simply heed my advice from the start."

Alas, many more chose to ignore it completely.

"Given it is my idea, it would be senseless to disagree. Though I must question your sudden change in motives, I would find it more bothersome to remain at odds, yes."