[ The night sky in its eternal vigil. A beautiful, ceaseless, vast expanse dotted with stars. Emet-Selch observes it with fondness along with the young girl who seems to find it equally as enthralling.

He stays within the nearby shadows at first and speaks up only when she seems to ask. Once he does speak, he lingers with arms folded as he carefully observes the path she sets before herself. ]

The brilliant illumination of light and the kind embrace of the dark. They exist in perpetual struggle as one tries to overtake the other.

[ He shrugs faintly. ]

Which path should you choose?