[ He gestures distractedly, not taking his eyes off his work. There's a small flash of light and the gem he has been staring at is suddenly free of its rough exterior. A pile of dust surrounds it, which Emet-Selch gently sweeps away with a small brush. ]
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[ He gestures distractedly, not taking his eyes off his work. There's a small flash of light and the gem he has been staring at is suddenly free of its rough exterior. A pile of dust surrounds it, which Emet-Selch gently sweeps away with a small brush. ]