Emet-Selch looks up at attention when the connection between them begins to feel strange. Though he doesn't profess an expertise in this link, this feeling is not something he has experienced before. It's as noticable as sudden silence.

At the mention of wings making themselves known in such a casual way, he begins his work again in earnest. Now he must go with a response like that. "...I will be there tomorrow." With everything gathered he makes for the door. "How fair the rest of your comrades?"