Well... Here I am!

Honestly he probably should have just been proud he'd gotten this far. The last time Emile had been on Boreas he'd been much, much younger. Boreas still largely felt like the symbol for everything he'd gone through, when his family disappeared this is where they went, when he was left behind by others this is where they went... Was he doing that now? He tried to push that thought down quickly. He'd been invited here.

Not that he was totally sure why, or why he'd finally actually taken the purple man up on his offer. His courage had been pretty thoroughly tested the whole way here though, especially going through the foggy forest, he'd nearly turned around right then and there but he had come this far hadn't he? He swallowed the lump in his throat and pushed his way through the mist. "Ppppppppontifex?" He called out as he approached a clearing in the trees, forest green gaze searching almost frantically for the purple marked man.

"Emile"