[ He almost comments about villainy, and how it suits Viktor just as the impish smile curving his lips suits him, but bites the words back. It is not villainy he is after, but justice. And while he is content to have his past actions in whole painted as villainy by those with no understanding, he is less willing to acquiesce to the idea that Viktor, acting in the service of those without actual power of their own, is villainous in any way. ]
And what do you think the chances are that he receives a pot not brewed with the painstaking care ours seems to have?
[ Had he spent more time around the castle, had he gathered more information within he would have a better handle on what Viktor seems to fundamentally understand. None of his spies are left over, and his time is regrettably better spent outside the walls tracking the fragments of the Ascians left, but it is odd, at least, not to have a finger on the pulse of the castle. He supposes that is Viktor, just a different sort of spy than he was generally used to. ]
Practice you do not yet have, though. [ He wants, he wants so badly for Viktor to simply accept this, to gather up the fragmented pieces of himself and finally be a step closer to whole, but that does not lie on this path. Accepting it may take a little longer than Emet-Selch would like, but he can swallow his frustration for the time being if it means assisting Viktor with what he would have done. ] And 'tis practice I am uncertain how to best assist you with attempting. We may be better served by a specific bit of spellwork crafted to keep the two of you from...snapping together, as it were.
[ Then again, maybe he won't need it at all. Without a doubt, Viktor is the most stubborn and competent iteration of Aepymetes; it is entirely possible that the two bullheaded shards simply resist being made one by sheer force of will and spite alone. ]
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And what do you think the chances are that he receives a pot not brewed with the painstaking care ours seems to have?
[ Had he spent more time around the castle, had he gathered more information within he would have a better handle on what Viktor seems to fundamentally understand. None of his spies are left over, and his time is regrettably better spent outside the walls tracking the fragments of the Ascians left, but it is odd, at least, not to have a finger on the pulse of the castle. He supposes that is Viktor, just a different sort of spy than he was generally used to. ]
Practice you do not yet have, though. [ He wants, he wants so badly for Viktor to simply accept this, to gather up the fragmented pieces of himself and finally be a step closer to whole, but that does not lie on this path. Accepting it may take a little longer than Emet-Selch would like, but he can swallow his frustration for the time being if it means assisting Viktor with what he would have done. ] And 'tis practice I am uncertain how to best assist you with attempting. We may be better served by a specific bit of spellwork crafted to keep the two of you from...snapping together, as it were.
[ Then again, maybe he won't need it at all. Without a doubt, Viktor is the most stubborn and competent iteration of Aepymetes; it is entirely possible that the two bullheaded shards simply resist being made one by sheer force of will and spite alone. ]
A trade of what, precisely?