"I see. 'Twould indeed take some experimentation. Would that we had a facility in which to do so."

He hums, before gesturing to the clear space of his room.

"You will show me this creation in the flesh, won't you?"

He knows that nothing bad would happen if it happened to be unfriendly. Not with Emet-Selch here, even hungover and still mildly drunk as he is. They've had wilder ideas than 'drunk creation time.'