"It has...something, maybe two things in it that I have not seen before," Sabine began, slowing down her emotions so she could explain. "I don't know how to identify them, but I can try to do another test tomorrow to test how long it would take to kill. I can make a mixture that would make the poison react like it was in a body, and it would tell me when it would kill. It would take as long as it would in a real person, though. If I set it up tonight, I would have to watch it all night and I don't want to fall asleep if I do that."

Sabine seemed to be past her frustration for now. She merely sounded tired and gravely. She sniffed, swallowed, and looked up at Meesei properly, "I will need some more things from the scholars, something to time the reaction with, and a lock of hair or a piece of fingernail from Jerrick's body. If I make it tonight, someone will have to stay awake to watch it. I don't know if I can."

At first, Oswall seemed mistrusting. He stared daggers at Ahnasha for assuming authority over him. However, by this point Darahil had opened his eyes and was giving Oswall a look that told him to see the truth, or more specifically not to make any more of a fuss. It was cross in any case. Oswall's eye was caught by Darahil, causing the old Nord to shift in his seat and sigh. His expression was still belligerent, but he was done complaining. "You speak truth," he said reluctantly, bringing his eyes to the table again.