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[emet_sulk]

There was no other way!

[ He spits this out past gritted teeth. His fists clench on the table. ]

If you could see the way I do, you would have wept. Mankind were reduced to less than animals! They were barely fit to be called our people. Every shard we rejoined to the Source made them that much hardier. I actually began to hope we could salavage the mess Hydaelyn made of our star.

[starshepard]

No other way? Hades there is always another way!

[ They stand one more, voice rising. ]

Reduced as they might have been they were still living beings with thoughts and feelings of their own!

[emet_sulk]

Well, you weren't there to find another way, were you?!

[ His chair screeches along the floor as he, too, surges to his feet. ]

No, you went off to gods know where and disappeared! You didn't respond when I tried to contact you either, and by the time Venat and her faction made their decision to sunder the world, it was too late! We went from thirteen to three before we even had time to draw breath - and we only survived at all because I made the impulsive decision to abandon my body and flee to the void between worlds with our Emissary!

[ His voice has risen to a furious shout now. His chest feels tight. This is exactly why he didn't want Azem to know. What were any of them supposed to do alone? ]

If you want to blame anyone for this then blame Venat for slaughtering them in the first place! She took her blade and carved them into so many pieces that not a single one remembered who they used to be! All we did was try to piece them back together!

[starshepard]

Azem's hands slam down on the table, the resulting impact causing snacks and tea to spill. That goes ignored in favor of yelling at Emet-Selch.

Oh! So somehow it's my fault you couldn't come up with a better solution?!

Given all you've told me, did it occur to you that maybe I couldn't respond? [ They hate to think that they left in search of answers only to perish but if things were as bad as he says it's a possibility that hangs in their mind. If things were so dire they could even see themself not summoning someone to aid them.

As for the rest, they respond by straightening up and glaring at him. They stand silently for a moment before turning and heading for the door.

They pause just before reaching the door and sucking a breath. ]

I need to talk to Elidibus and Rhea'li. [ They don't leave. Not yet. They know walking about after this would only hurt Emet-Selch further. They know him well enough to know that he's lashing out because he's hurt. ]

[emet_sulk]

[ He glares at the spilt tea and fallen snacks. He had expected Azem to walk out regardless. Even though he has braced himself for it, it still hurts. ]

Fine, then. Go. Leave. I've already spent the last twelve thousand years without you; you don't need to spare my feelings.

[starshepard]

If that's how you want this to be, then fine!

[ They yell back before storming out, slamming the door behind them. They pause on the other side, jaw and fists clenched for a moment before walking off. They want to be anywhere that isn't here so they can cool off before contacting Elidibus and Rhea'li. ]