Hoshor Plains But beware all those angels with their wings glued on

Emrik clearing his voice didn't pull him from his hyper focused state, so when he heard him speak, he jumped a little. Acheron quickly looked over at him, his eyebrows lifting some in surprise. Emrik had been gone for a while, and he often wondered if he was coming back. Now, here he was. He wondered if that meant Castor would come back too. 

He looked back down at the sticks, gaze inspecting each one for the twentieth time before resting on the one on the right. He looked it over a few times. It was the sturdiest, but it was also shorter than the other two; it's thickness might make up for that fact, though. He looked back to Emrik. How so? he asked. Acheron was curious to know what factors had influenced his decision.