Oh, dear, do I really sound so vitriolic? [She says it lightly enough but also, like, what does vitriolic look like for you, Emmeryn???] Excuse me—Audhulma, dearest, there will be treats for you if you will be so kind as to fetch me my belongings.

[Audhulma manages to act as though this is a great, laborious undertaking, despite that Emmeryn's backpack just hovers over to her from a few feet away when Audhulma waves her hand. As Emmeryn rifles through—] One of the best men I have ever known would wake up so terribly early, every single day, just to go hiking. He collected pebbles on the way—We all have something or another. [If she's going to give Forseti a berry she has to give them to everyone, and no one waits half as patiently as he does, so now she's gotta distribute those; give her a second to get Duma to quit shoving his face at her.] I don't have anything against the mountain, truly, and I don't even much mind hiking. I do suppose I could do without being so high up, however. Here you are. [Her team pile won't let her stand so she's just kinda gotta reach over to hand Michael a couple of Pecha berries so he can see Forseti's horrifying ghost mouth in action.]