A scoff. "I'm seeing very little dread or anticipation. Who here has the time for such thoughts when there is so much by way of distraction?"

Case in point: this whole ruin exploration thing. It's not exactly a punishment, is it? Granted, Emet-Selch's idea of torture is a twelve thousand year-long ordeal of watching mortals so who is he to judge...

He crosses his arms, scowling at the room. "Now, if they mean to suggest to us that this abandoned place is what happens to those who disobey then that is another matter. However, the fae who brought us here made no mention of it."