[He had been expecting people to avoid him afterward really, not this. Emil clucthes his staff almost protectively. Even in his weapon form and floating a few inches off the ground, Emil is shorter than Tyl.]

Like them? [He looks around them, not noticing anything strange. Then remembers he can't really count himself among them, can he? His head droops for a moment before he straightens up.]

I never really thought about it. I always preferred my old body and not scaring people. [Which brings up an interesting thought.] You don't seem afraid of me though.