It's a debatable arguement. On one hand, a show of obvious force would demonstrate that any traitors would be in for the same painful fate. On the other hand, she's set to die. That is enough to consider her a Martyr regardless of her looks at the time.
Emet-Selch gives Childe a small and reassuring smile.
"It may have escaped your notice but I am a capable healer." Then his gaze slides to Vaeka. "Where injuries once were, they may be healed before being inflicted anew. Such is the privilege and burden of those with healing magic." It is meant to illude precisely to his intentions.
So he approaches her chair again, knife in hand, and jams it into her shoulder with such force before tearing it out again. His opposite hand would let a green light of healing flourish in the air long enough to repair the wound. "You will have a chance to answer the questions I've asked while I work, or the process begins anew." Over and over until he tires.
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Emet-Selch gives Childe a small and reassuring smile.
"It may have escaped your notice but I am a capable healer." Then his gaze slides to Vaeka. "Where injuries once were, they may be healed before being inflicted anew. Such is the privilege and burden of those with healing magic." It is meant to illude precisely to his intentions.
So he approaches her chair again, knife in hand, and jams it into her shoulder with such force before tearing it out again. His opposite hand would let a green light of healing flourish in the air long enough to repair the wound. "You will have a chance to answer the questions I've asked while I work, or the process begins anew." Over and over until he tires.