[ It likely was a sight to behold to watch Caligi's face cycle through visual confusion, annoyance, rage, abject horror at realizing whom that voice sounded to before just looking oddly resigned to the fact that she knows exactly who that voice belongs to. ]

Does being a stalker just run in your bloodline? [ She asks and there's a moment of pure defeat in her whole being, before she switches her job crystal once more to Astrologian to properly begin tending to herself.

She is so, so tired and fighting Emet-Selch right then sounds like she would be better spent pounding sand. He had a very clear chance to have her killed then and there and instead of taking the opportunity to get rid of her, he helped her. ] How about now, Emet-Selch? Or are you just going to make me talk to air for your own amusement while I heal myself?