Ahnasha's recollection of course added up to Janius' version. Ariel found herself grinning at such an extraordinary set of circumstances. That wasn't to say that she held the actions of Fendros and Ahnasha against them both, in fact it had turned out to be fulfilling for them at this point.

The recommendation to move shifted Ariel's mood to apprehension. She was quite comfortable where she had set up. Ahnasha's second point, however, turned her apprehension into a realisation, then fear. When Ahnasha finished speaking, Ariel stared at the fire for a moment, her mouth opening and closing as if she kept losing the words she was going to say. Her face wasn't showing a terrified fear, but somewhat overwhelmed all the same. "Oh, why did I not consider that?" Ariel leaned forward and put the tips of her fingers against her forehead, then curled her fingers into fists against her head and closed her eyes. "I'm so stupid, of course I would be the only one outside of the coven who would know the way in and out." Ariel tried not to raise her voice so she wouldn't disturb anyone, but she was clearly upset. After a silent pause, Ariel's fists opened and she covered her mouth and nose with both hands, looking into the fire with wide eyes. She breathed in quite audibly, then spoke with a tone that sounded hollowed as it emanated from behind her hands, "You're right. I'm doomed if I don't move." She lowered her hands to her knees and tried to take a deep breath in through her nose to try and calm down. "Where would I go? I wouldn't be safe anywhere on Vvardenfell," She said, thinking out loud, "I would have to take a boat somewhere. Sail to the mainland, or around it to somewhere else. Mainland Morrowind might be an option, but it is always under threat from something or another, never enough protection without the legion around now. Black marsh, I would die rather quickly trying to get to a city there. Skyrim, I was never one for the cold, and they hate witches there. I could try Cyrodiil, I don't know how much work there'll be for an alchemist though. Maybe I should look further?" Ariel grunted through her nose frustratedly, she was noticing herself talking faster and faster and she had to stop and close her eyes for a moment.

"I'm sorry, this is all a lot to think about at once," Ariel said in a slower, more gathered tone. Albeit it was a gravelly tone, the sudden worry had made her realise just how tired she was, and it was no use fussing over her hair too much longer. She managed a smile towards Ahnasha and began to get up, "I think I should get some sleep before I consider my life turning upside-down." When she stood up, Ariel stayed by Ahnasha for a moment longer, putting her hand on Ahnasha's upper arm, "Thank you for the company, Ahnasha. I'll see you in the morning." With that she strode off to her bedroll.

While she walked, facing away from the campfire, Ariel's smile turned into a thoughtful frown that lasted right up until she fell asleep. Ariel considered not only what Ahnasha said about moving to escape the coven, but also about taking more risks and getting out into the world. She hadn't considered it before, taking more risks and opportunities. Up until now she had been comfortable with her routine at the shop. She didn't think she was avoiding risks out of fear, but maybe she just didn't know as much until she was told.