For all that Emet-Selch notices the formality in Goro's voice as he responds, he puts little enough stock in it. Save, perhaps, to note that the man is capable of it. Even though it's something even the least of his kin would have been capable of, regardless of what else might have colored their true nature.

On the other hand, it does spare him the need to call on his magics yet again, and he's hardly about to complain about that.

"I cannot speak to the spells that were in use." And which had so catastrophically failed to have their desired effect. "That said, the idea of a sufficiently complex spell going wrong over even a slight misstep is not unfamiliar. And go awry it did. The natural order was overturned; those long-dead rising in what I can only call anger"

He has wondered, too, what the state of the Underworld must be like here, for the dead to wake to anger. That they - or the gods that hold say over whatever similar concept those of Solvunn believe to be present - must needs by placated by gifts of offerings, and soothed gently to sleep by the careful spellwork of the mages in question. But that is something he does not mean to mention. Not here, not yet.