He frowned, watching Emil. If only he'd run into the version of himself who knew Emil best, his job now might be all that much easier. As it was, he felt he like he was merely at square three--he was at least some ways away from square one, thankfully--while others were far ahead. Ah well. He played that game every time he landed some place new, never minding how different the circumstances were now with nexus points and multi-verses.

"Glacies' core? That'd be number...what, exactly?" he asked idly while he stealthily pulled the small camcorder from his pocket. "Actually, you sent me to help you--well, I offered to help you, but not you you; another you, and--" He had opened his mouth to continue, but something told him that if he continued on like that, he'd probably confuse Emil a bit. "Well. Long story short, I've got something from you for you."