( It's obvious from these mutterings that he's struggling with the concept of concentration. Emet-Selch huffs; he doesn't want to be stuck here watching these proceedings either, the sooner they can break this spell the sooner they can leave.
He can hear the screams. They sound different than before... the memory is beginning to fray at its edges. )
Focus on the voices you hear. Whatever happens in this memory is an illusion, nothing more.
( Saying something likely doesn't help pull him out of it any less, but he needs to refocus! The concentration is slipping. )
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He can hear the screams. They sound different than before... the memory is beginning to fray at its edges. )
Focus on the voices you hear. Whatever happens in this memory is an illusion, nothing more.
( Saying something likely doesn't help pull him out of it any less, but he needs to refocus! The concentration is slipping. )