Emet-Selch looks off. He could make light of an actual show of gratitude - rare as it is - but he lets it be as muted as Gen seems to wish it to be. There is a time and place to make light of words and this is not one of those times.

His tone turns reflective as he considers the memories he's seen throughout the day. "It is difficult to lose the ones we love." His gaze trails upward. "In our reckless dash toward the future, it is often easy to forget about what we left behind. We will readily bury our memories and our sentiments to make the days easier." Their worlds are gone and many press on like it is any ordinary day. How could they simply press on as though everything is right in the world?

"I should hope that today allowed each participant to remember what they've left behind."