Up until now, Fendros had hoped that Irenya would confess the problem openly so they could work it out. That was evidently too much to hope for. He tried putting a hand to Ahnasha's arm and calm her, "Ahna, wait, we don't know if it's like that. Please."

With the sudden animosity, Rhazii was becoming uncomfortable. In an effort to get out of trouble, he slid to his feet and held on to Fendros, his ears flat as he watched the argument play out.

Instead of trying to interfere any further, Gallus quietly put down his cutlery, got up slowly from his seat, and silently paced around the table until he was in a spot between and to the side of both Ahnasha and Irenya. Even if Irenya was going to make a scene, even if she purported wisdom with her age, Gallus was still the alpha of the pack and he would stop anything from coming to blows. No matter how it turned out, he would be having a talk with Irenya about this. There was a niggling feeling in his mind that this was about more than simple bigotry.

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Sabine was glad to hear Peiter accepting her offer. She shook her head and nearly laughed at the suggestion that he would burn anything down, let alone a forest.

As for his own offer, Sabine's expression faded into thoughtfulness. "Only once," Sabine spoke as she looked at the performance, "I had Lorag teach me some fighting for a day for..." Sabine gave a fleeting look, "...a thing, a few years ago. I was never any good." Her expression turned again to what it was, looking at him properly, "But, I could try again. Just for fun."