Someone like him, hm? Who can even begin to guess at what that means.
"'Tis what one grows used to," he says, his face beginning to ache from the force of his smile. "There was a time when I wouldn't even begin to tolerate these so-called social excursions. Nowadays they are simply an inconvenience. Proper planning certainly helps, however. A 'good' party is like a piece of music, it should have a rhythm; a flow."
Emet-Selch doesn't immediately answer Byleth's question. Indeed the man seems reticent to begin digging in with abandon - and he's trying to concentrate on his present task besides, taking a moment to test the solidity of the platter he soon holds within his hands.
He arches an eyebrow at Byleth's reaction.
"Aye. You don't truly wish for me to eat off of the same plate, do you? Though if it's at all like my previous attempts, it will likely dissipate after a few bells."
His Creation Magicks have been distinctly finicky since his arrival, as if they require something more to keep them properly grounded. Emet-Selch has also found that complex spellwork leaves him feeling winded, but then he wouldn't expect the magical laws of this world to be precisely the same as those of Etheirys.
Well...
Since Byleth is clearly curious, he passes over the plate so he might examine it more closely and convince himself that it is indeed (for the time being) real.
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"'Tis what one grows used to," he says, his face beginning to ache from the force of his smile. "There was a time when I wouldn't even begin to tolerate these so-called social excursions. Nowadays they are simply an inconvenience. Proper planning certainly helps, however. A 'good' party is like a piece of music, it should have a rhythm; a flow."
Emet-Selch doesn't immediately answer Byleth's question. Indeed the man seems reticent to begin digging in with abandon - and he's trying to concentrate on his present task besides, taking a moment to test the solidity of the platter he soon holds within his hands.
He arches an eyebrow at Byleth's reaction.
"Aye. You don't truly wish for me to eat off of the same plate, do you? Though if it's at all like my previous attempts, it will likely dissipate after a few bells."
His Creation Magicks have been distinctly finicky since his arrival, as if they require something more to keep them properly grounded. Emet-Selch has also found that complex spellwork leaves him feeling winded, but then he wouldn't expect the magical laws of this world to be precisely the same as those of Etheirys.
Well...
Since Byleth is clearly curious, he passes over the plate so he might examine it more closely and convince himself that it is indeed (for the time being) real.
"Still a little too much excitement, I take it?"