[That was probably a good thing, considering Emet-Selch tended to be at least seventy percent wit, thirty percent annoyed. It could - and should, as far as he was concerned - wear on people.
For the moment now, his brow furrowed as he looked at him. Earth? It could be a shard, he reminded himself, but he didn't immediately recall one of the shards using that title. Interesting. A different star, then?]
And are there others from your star here? Or have you arrived alone?
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For the moment now, his brow furrowed as he looked at him. Earth? It could be a shard, he reminded himself, but he didn't immediately recall one of the shards using that title. Interesting. A different star, then?]
And are there others from your star here? Or have you arrived alone?