"Where?" He repeats, trying to sort through the gestures and their meaning.

"These are hardly the first ruins I have seen. One could spend lifetimes learning about the bygone civilizations lost to time." He folds one arm over the other. "As for where..." Emet-Selch glances out on the ruins and narrows his eyes. The view is largely alien in its view, both visible and invisible. It's strange to him not being able to see the world how he usually can. "that answer may depend on where 'here' is."