You don't, but I do. I trust her, Emmy. I believe her when she says she'll do as she says. Besides... her fight seems to be with the Archivist. She's determined to help you because it'll help her as well.

[ She shakes her head, her ears lifting up as she speaks. ]

She also said— if you're not comfortable, there's another method she could use. But why have either of you suffer any longer than necessary?

[ She places a hand on his arm, ears lowering in concern. ]

Her magic is... it's like what you told me. Creation magic. It's really beautiful. She told me that her world's magic is one of balance. You can't take more than you give. And she's so wise, Emmy! She knows so much, just like you. But after as long as she's lived, she ought to...

[ She smiles a bit, feeling a flush of warmth for her friend, before she looks up at Emet-Selch. ]

We're already in a shitehole here, Emmy. Do you really need to make it that much harder for yourself?