Emmett
Tell me, how do I feel?
"I'm glad it's workin' out too...sometimes I worry she don' know what she's messin' with." Emmett shook his head and looked up to the sky. "But she's smart, so...y'know. Smarter than me, so she prolly has it under control." Emmett didn't like to meddle with anything he didn't understand, so Phoebe's bravery and willingness to speak to the Gods was alien to him; but he had to learn to trust her.
His eyes widened at Remi's tale about Ludo. He supposed this was why he was worried. "Uh. I mean...I guess if Ludo really wanted t'kill you, you'd be dead by now. So...maybe you'll be alright." He didn't sound too sure.
