When Azem turns their attention back to him, Rhea'li likewise turns to face the pair, expression carefully neutral. It's not hard to see the affection between the two, hitting him harder now that he can bear witness to it happening before him, rather than seeing it in echoes of a dead city, a monument of pain.

He sympathises with Emet-Selch's desire to keep Azem in the dark. If... (or when, for it seems inevitable for such a secret to remain one for long) ... Azem learns of the future that awaits, things will change.

Rhea'li nods. "The task appears to be simple enough." Gaze flickering to Emet-Selch, he adds, "If you do not wish to bond with the lost souls, then I am willing to take on your share."

Nevermind that his own soul is a little worse for wear, still healing from the recent crack.