...good gods. It- worked? Felih feels a smile quirk on his lips as he keeps purring, unable to help it. This was... thrilling, admittedly. Still a delight, just in a way he'd never expected. How could he have ever guessed he'd be able to talk the Ascian into this- but more than that, he hadn't expected to see just how human Emet-Selch was.

But the mirth fades at the mention of death, and he nuzzles into Emet's shoulder once more.

"Oh... I'm sorry," he murmurs once more. "You say 'for a Garlean,' though. So 'tis true that Garleans are not the most... emotional, of folks?"

Whenever Emet-Selch deigns to pet him, though, Felih purrs a little louder and lets his tail move into his touch.