[Indeed. The hair and face may not match with Thancred's usual impression of Emet-Selch, and perhaps the fact that his mouth twitches into a frown of annoyance rather than a sly, performed grin will seem a bit odd, but this is indeed the same man - right down to the sharp glint in his now glowing yellow eyes.]

And risk being caught in the midst of slumber when I've so eagerly awaited this meeting? I think not.

You must be Thancred.

[His voice and inflection haven't changed either. And there's that note of apparent disdain Thancred was speaking of earlier - or perhaps it's merely sarcasm. Nevertheless, Emet-Selch's disposition shifts to something more akin to professionalism as he rises straight-backed to his feet.]

I trust you've no need of a formal introduction. Nevertheless, as the sole member of the Fourteen present in this place, it falls to me to verify the truth and legitimacy of your claims in relation to our supposed future conduct. Have you brought the crystal with you?