How industrious of you.

[he might or might not catch that as he's leaving, depending on just how fast he is makin' his way downtown.

and for a short, blessed period of time, there's no evidence of emet-selch. it seems like he just might get left alone to check the place out...

except that at some point, he enters a room and emet-selch wanders in not long after, leaning against the doorframe with his arms folded.]

I suppose you do have a point about the dangers of the cold-- a bit of walking about does tend to do a body some good, after all.

[and, with a slight tilt of his head:]

Have you found anything of use, yet?