Rhea'li shakes his head. No, no, Emet-Selch's current size is very convenient, no need to make any changes!

'Tis a fine time to have given up drinking, however. Rhea'li considers the drinks before him. 0% alcohol beer? Surely that wouldn't taste very good? Rhea'li points at the can to order it before taking one of the stools for drinking at the stand.

"It simply seemed odd. You would lower yourself to the size of sundered man?"