Janius chuckled. "Mamma and I had the same question on our minds. The thing is, a newt is just a little lizard, like you were as a hatchling." Janius tickled Kaj-Julan on the belly briefly. "But Argonians get a name on their naming day that suits how they are growing. You've grown into a kind and big-hearted child. Your mother came up with your name and it suited you."

Janius turned his head to look at where Kaj's eyes were wandering. "Come, let's get some food and you can join your friends." Janius stood up, taking his son by the hand. "It's a special day today, so you have some cake first if you like."

As Ri'vashi slid down the tree, Gallus readjusted his arms to that she could cry into his shoulder. He held his arms around the back of her neck, stroking her sympathetically.

Knowing the sheer volume of emotion Gallus himself felt when he lost his own packmates, or had them injured, the empathy he felt for Ri'vashi losing almost all of her clan made him start to well tears up in his eyes. He did not quite cry, instead he focussed on Ri'vashi's words.

"If there were survivors, that much is at least something to hold on to." Gallus said quietly. "I am sure other clans can take them in."

Gallus stayed silent, comforting Ri'vashi for a while longer. He wanted to give her all the time she needed, but with such important news, he eventually pulled back and looked Ri'vashi in the eyes. His voice was soft but serious. "Look, this is big. I can't imagine that it will be easy to think right now, but we need to do something about this." Gallus glanced over in the direction of the ceremony and back to Ri'vashi. "I can go and tell Meesei now, she can organise a meeting immediately. Kaleeth and Janius will understand, I'm sure."

Returning to a tender tone, Gallus tightened his grip on Ri'vashi's shoulder. "Are you going to be okay?"