Mori/Akrem isn't entirely how sure how good his 'I'm the best' speech goes down with his men, but the cheer they give him seems rather genuine. Apparently being a little arrogant is forgiveable when you're a living god.
The massive litter platform, consisting of two levels (high ranking courtiers on the bottom, and the pharaoh and his closest confidants at a curtained section at the top), is raised by teams of slaves, after the pharaoh and his party ascend. Eloise manages to get her way up to Mori's elevated area, closing the silk curtains to hide them, before Atema or anyone else can interrupt. "Alright, so we have to talk. What's the plan, here?" She looks expectantly at him, as the litter begins to move. "I'm sure you're having fun playing pharaoh, but what do you intend to do when we meet Anai, and close in on the city?"