The expression, demure hunch, and the question in his glance are all silently noted. Ah, the flicker of fear he's so often seen in the eyes of others. Even so, Emet-Selch does not comment on them.

He passes by and pauses as he gets a few steps ahead of the boy. Emet-Selch looks over his shoulder and leers expectantly. "Well? Are you coming or has your enthusiasm for exploration dulled?"