[ Ah, Communion. That unpleasant feeling of someone else's memories being threaded into his own.

The memories cause a faint grimace. Not so much for their visual content more than the forcible emotions that come with them. Youth and their unwieldy feelings. That is, until he feels a jolt of what the shimmer caused, which causes him to notably wince at such a strange and powerful feeling.

Once it ends, Emet-Selch focuses on their surroundings once more with renewed clarity. So that is what they must work through to protect themselves. It's not much in terms of weakness but it would be a place to start. ]

My thanks.

[ Emet-Selch looks down at the floor. There's a purposeful bit of hesitation as he seems to consider ...something. Something difficult, judging from the brief wrinkle of his brow.

He looks in Gen's direction and lifts a hand to place it reassuringly on his student's shoulder. It's only for a few seconds, but hopefully, such an unspoken gesture would be understood.

With that, he stands. ]

Go get some rest. I'll see to it your retainer brings you something to eat.