That is the way of the world, is it not? Ideology and technology live on long past our time. Handed down and improved over time. Books and literature do well to document the past so that we may hope to grow from it. [And inevitably repeat the past in the process.] We all leave behind a legacy of some sort. A difference caused by our actions and words.

That's all we could truly hope for, isn't it? Proof that we once lived and made our own way in the world. Hopeful to make a difference.

[These words weren't solely to cater to Emet-Selch, but were often things that he had thought about himself. He had plenty of time with his thoughts, even if it wasn't nearly as long as his Ancient company here.]