"I don't doubt that she'll be able to work it out but...Meesei's been pretty quiet and tired lately." Janius added, "I daresay that all these new responsibilities are pushing her to her limit."

Sabine's face began to soften and her shoulders relaxed. Being goaded to anger before meant that she didn't react to Meesei or Ahnasha's support, but now her previous thoughts were being replaced.

Fendros responded, "She doesn't have to do [i]everything.[/i] I wish she would remind herself of that."

Partly out of worry and partly out of procrastination from her own issues, Sabine got up and left the pack to their meal. She didn't say a word and didn't look back.

"Hey! We didn't mean to upset you, Sabine! You don't have to run off..." Fendros' voice faded out as she left the dining hall.

Sabine didn't care about Fendros or her friends right now, she wanted to know why Meesei left so suddenly. From across the main chamber, Sabine spotted Meesei's back as it headed towards their pack's living quarters. Sabine quietly followed Meesei to her destination and peeked her head around the door frame. She found Meesei seated on her bed in a position all too familiar to Sabine. Meesei looked so vulnerable that it was confronting.

"Meesei?" Sabine said almost silently from the door frame. There was a look of wide-eyed worry on Sabine's face. "Why are you hiding?"

[hr]
"Calm down, Fendros, she's probably going to talk with Meesei." Janius said, placing the last of his meal into his mouth.

Fendros waved a hand in front of himself, giving up, "Whatever. She'll speak when she needs to."

Idle chatter went on for another while. There wasn't much else of note, mostly swapping details about the odd occurrences during their tasks. It was different to their regular lives in many ways, but they all had no doubt that it would become bland before long.

After a time, most people began exiting the dining hall to go about their business for the rest of the day. The pack had all but finished their meals. The last to finish eating was Ahnasha, but the very moment she swallowed her last mouthful, a voice sounded from next to the pack. "Fendros and Ahnasha?" It was a familiar Khajiit woman, standing straight with her clasped in front of her. Her accent was Imperial, with an inflection from Elsweyr. She was looking directly at who she named. "You might remember me, I am Vharei, Najirra's daughter."

Fendros was slightly startled as he hadn't noticed Vharei approaching. "Greetings," he said cautiously.

"My father wishes to see you both. You do not have any other plans, I trust?" Vharei was strangely stiff, but not nervous at all.

It was noticed quickly by Fendros that Vharei's appearance coincided rather well with their absence of plans for that afternoon. With the power Najirra wielded, it wouldn't surprise Fendros if he knew more than Vharei was letting on. Fendros shook his head.

Vharei's lips curled into a friendly smile, "Good. If you could come with me..."

Fendros began to stand up and looked to Ahnasha for confirmation. He had been meaning to see Najirra for a long time in the hope that the old man could help them both, but he couldn't kick a certain nervousness.