Emet-Selch face shifts before he makes for the doors and steps out onto open air without hesitation. There is nothing visibly to support him, but he seems to effortlessly float in thin air all the same.

“Oh, my.” He sighs so dramatically. “It seems I have not caught the ledge on my first attempt. How perilous.”

He sighs and turns to outstretch his hand. “Come now, I’ll lower us to solid ground.”