With no answer and no way of getting one, Fendros held Irenya's eyes for only a moment longer before they averted. Instead, Fendros looked to Rhazii and stroked his head comfortingly. It was then that Fendros noticed Irenya looking at his son, but he could only speculate what was meant by her comment. It might have been Rhazii being the child of a Dunmer and a Khajiit that upset her, it might have been something else. Fendros couldn't be sure.

"Well," Gallus said to break the awkward silence that had formed, "I think I'll go and get another drink. That moon sugar is making my head spin." With that, he spun on his heel and started towards the bar. He left Irenya with a fleeting look that promised a talk later on.

The rest looked about awkwardly, resuming their meals. There wasn't really much they could do about the issue, but it would have been better to address while they were further from Senchal.

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Sabine inwardly chided herself for thinking they would have time to do any training, but she didn't dwell on it. With Tzirret's approach, she couldn't help but chuckle at his demeanour.

"Yes, this was good idea," Tzirret admitted slowly, but still smiling. "This one gives apologies for being..." Tzirret looked at the ground, "...cowardly before."

"It is no matter, Tzirret," Sabine leaned forward to be level with Tzirret's eyes, "You came with us, that's what matters."

Tzirret's eyes looked to Sabine and his smile returned a little.

Sabine's attention turned back to Peiter, "We should look around more. We could get practice swords if you do not mind carrying them around everywhere."