Marod managed to pull his smile again. "That would be most appreciated. Especially if they could help make capturing feral lycans less of a mess."

Lunise's shoulders were lowering as she regained her breath. She stood up to her full height and looked down her nose at Meesei. "The Dominion will accept such a token." Her voice had calmed. "Your position is tenuous, Meesei, I understand that much. Though it may go that seeking forgiveness shall be surer than seeking permission in cases such as this, my forgiveness only goes so far. I would prefer that you did not test it." She looked at Marod. "Was there anything else said to you while...out of time?" Lunise had a hard time even saying those three words.

"No," Marod said with a shake of his head. "Everything that I said, you said as well. Albeit with different tones, though it remains the same."

Lunise sighed. "So, why would Vile be targeting Talos cultists?"

Marod lifted his brow and shrugged. "I cannot think of anything off the top of my mind. They don't have lycan souls, they don't have any inherent political or military power. Perhaps they are just more souls, taken from those that are technically criminals, as if we would turn a blind eye." Marod switched from clasping his hands on the table to weaving his fingers together. "In any situation, it would appear that Vile is broadening his portfolio beyond lycans. We shall have to find out if we can." Meesei got his look again. "One upside to the Penitus Oculatus is that we can investigate under the noses of those hunting Talos worshippers. Perhaps we might find something out with some dedicated effort. Any important revelations shall be reported to you as with everything else."

"If it is necessary to spare a few heretics for the sake of finding out this 'grand plan,'" Lunise said with some defiant beats. "So be it."

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"Okay." Fendros gave a small smile as he watched on. It was interesting to simply watch the patterns the soul energy made as it was driven through the air between Ahnasha and the crystal, enough to let some errant thoughts creep up.

Fendros was silent for about half a minute before he found a chair and seated himself nearby. Being quiet like this was not helping his own anxieties, that had been previously stirred by Ahnasha's nerves about this ritual. He tried to speak to keep them both focussed.

"I imagine that having all the extra years could really expand what you could do in life," Fendros mused. He leaned forward onto his knees and looked at his fingers while he wrung them. "I would find it intimidating to only have a few decades to live out my life. You would have to rush to make yourself into your fullest." He smiled. "Not that we haven't been doing that already, with this war. Still, now there can be room for other things." Fendros turned his head up to Ahnasha again. "Have you thought about what you might like to do? Now that you can have all this time?"