Oh, is that how it is. That mentality practically begs him to make this difficult.

"As you wish." Emet-Selch continues to walk as if he intends to go to the native lounged against a nearby wall. He briefly steps behind a solid brick supporting column draped in flowers, and it is thick enough to obscure the wisps of black smoke as he teleports from sight.

Emet-Selch then re-appears behind his Pleroma acquaintance. With both hands clasped behind his back, He leans in with a wicked smirk on his face and says, "Make sure you watch closely. It would be a shame if you missed anything."