Her response elicits genuine amusement from him this time.

"Indeed. Although I make no promises about temporary possession. Mayhap you have skills that I could make use of. I believe you mentioned something about witches and demons earlier."

But she's right - Emet-Selch has no desire to permanently hijack any of the other Chosen here. He's very attached to his own star, thank you very much. Solving the problems of other worlds is, well, not his problem.

"What did you say your name was, girl? I'm growing somewhat fond of you."