As for Emile, he was just here for security. He hadn't even known about the talking items before, but he figured that given the previous pattern of events, if anything was going to happen it was probably going to be about twelve feet tall and full of bad dreams. The Spartan just grunted a hello as he leaned against one of the greenhouse's walls, but his Hebby Repp cheerfully started chatting up the other Spirits in attendance with the latest gossip.