Sabine took a slight step back when Peiter waved his shirt around. She was used to seeing nudity, but it didn't make the smell any more pleasant. Of course, she couldn't speak for herself in that regard. "You will get used to the heat," Sabine reassured him as she set down her waterskin. It was the only baggage item she didn't leave with whatever else that was going to be lifted up to the outpost.

Being that she was ready to start, even if it would dirty her city clothes some more, Sabine walked over to the wooden practice swords and picked one up by the handle. She lifted it close to her face and gave it a quick look over before stepping back and trying to assume the guard position that Lorag had taught her years ago.

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For a moment, Gallus thought Irenya was going to belligerently hold back the reasons for avoiding Fendros and Ahnasha. Thankfully, she eventually got around to explaining herself. He brushed off her comments questioning his decisions, knowing he was above it and Irenya was just frustrated.

"So it is a question of tradition?" Gallus asked rhetorically, "Hmm, it seems like your problem is with Fendros more than Ahnasha. I can understand that." Still keeping his hands behind his back, Gallus curled his lips and breathed in through his nose while looking up at the canopy. He decided to get the full picture before trying to convince Irenya of anything. After a pause, he looked to Irenya again, "Is that all there is? I have noticed that you aren't comfortable around Meesei, either."