"I care for myself perfectly well," Emet-Selch says, still invoking perfect. He must be perfect, must fulfill his role perfectly, must be a light for the Star; that's why he was chosen. Because perfect Hythlodaeus turned it down, and Emet-Selch now must live up to the idea that his friend passed on something and now he must meet a bloody impossible standard.
Never mind that Hythlodaeus is right: he was better for the job. But it's come with it's costs, too.
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Date: 2022-08-13 05:05 pm (UTC)Never mind that Hythlodaeus is right: he was better for the job. But it's come with it's costs, too.