It was broken into ten and fourteen reflections. Ever do we seek to put it back together. But that is tale for another time. I am too weary to live through it at the moment. All was done for that.
[He still doesn't get how a world can be broken into pieces, but he's not stupid enough to push the matter when Emet-Selch clearly doesn't want to elaborate.]
Well, good luck with everything. It doesn't sound like it'll be something that's easy to fix.
[By this point the sun has gone and stars are becoming visible, and a chill breeze rudely comes blowing by. Jack shivers involuntarily.]
I think I've dumped a lot on you... sorry. Maybe we should head back?
Re: 280, afternoon/evening
An ally and comrade at least.
[He pauses before stating.]
The third seems to be not as friendly.
Re: 280, afternoon/evening
Well, good luck with everything. It doesn't sound like it'll be something that's easy to fix.
[By this point the sun has gone and stars are becoming visible, and a chill breeze rudely comes blowing by. Jack shivers involuntarily.]
I think I've dumped a lot on you... sorry. Maybe we should head back?