Emet-Selch watches them bound up and away, impressed despite himself. They must have been quite the agile little thing in their home world.

He trails after at a more sedate pace, picking his way carefully across the slippery ground whilst keeping a wary eye for danger. As he'd mentioned, he's sure he can fashion a bowl from the earth - there's sure to be plenty of clay, or something suitable, in the ground. Failing that, he just has to find a few rocks and pile them together.

More importantly, he wants to see how they fight with the wires he has given them. He picks a spot well out of the way but with a decent view of the boy and the knight, settling down to watch.