[ It's all so...strangely normal. It shouldn't be surprising--they may be ancient beings, but at the end of the day they were all just people. Emet-Selch may call it the "days of paradise" or some such, but this glimpse makes it seem like the sort of shenanigans that she and her friends would get up to in this day in age.
She realizes she's been holding onto Hythlodaeus' robe and his current form takes her right back to the shadows of Amaurot. That Emet-Selch do his personality such justice does tell her how well they did know each other and the memory only serves to prove that.
She takes his advice, taking a few deep breaths as she calms herself. Though her head may ache her heart feels...a mix of light and heavy. There's a jovial look on those ancient faces (well, except Emet-Selch, but there's the distinct feeling that he may be putting on).
Once Himeka has regained her composure, she shakes her head, offering this much larger version of Hythlodaeus a strained smile. ]
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She realizes she's been holding onto Hythlodaeus' robe and his current form takes her right back to the shadows of Amaurot. That Emet-Selch do his personality such justice does tell her how well they did know each other and the memory only serves to prove that.
She takes his advice, taking a few deep breaths as she calms herself. Though her head may ache her heart feels...a mix of light and heavy. There's a jovial look on those ancient faces (well, except Emet-Selch, but there's the distinct feeling that he may be putting on).
Once Himeka has regained her composure, she shakes her head, offering this much larger version of Hythlodaeus a strained smile. ]
It's going around a bit, isn't it?