Emet-Selch takes another generous bite of the food he's offered. Somehow, he manages to keep himself from making a mess of himself - a talent he's honed over years.

He taps the corners of his mouth with a finger just to make sure there is nothing which could look unseemly to anyone else. In the meantime, he looks around for a suitable place to sit.

There is a bunch under a flowering tree some distance away. It looks like it is peaceful and scenic. So Emet-Selch nods in its direction. "That looks suitable enough. Let us rest there while you finish your monstrosity."