Sabine turned to leave as soon as Lorag finished drinking the cure. As long as the entire pack didn't drink themselves half to death each night while they were in the city, making more of the potions would not become a problem. The rest of the pack weren't done with breakfast orders by the time Sabine returned to her seat at the table downstairs.

With a smile, Ariel nodded. She was somewhat surprised to hear that they had saltrice in Thorn, but it made sense that it was imported or farmed nearby. Saltrice was a staple for her back in Morrowind. She had a feeling that some comfort food would do her good.

Meesei's look seemed to burn into Fendros as he considered the wamasu eggs. Even if they sounded interesting, it didn't look like Meesei particularly wanted their funds used up too quickly. It didn't really matter though. "Perhaps another time," Fendros said slowly, glancing to Meesei and back to Rukeewei. "I'll try the crocodile tail then." he decided, pulling a tight smile.

The scrape of Sabine's chair as she sat down drew attention towards her. She had come back just in time to order what she wanted, but didn't quite prepare herself to deal with it. Everyone looked at her and her eyes darted between them all with confusion.

"What would you like for breakfast, Sabine?" Janius asked.

Sabine's eyes wandered to various details on the table. There was nothing to point to and nothing to get up and collect herself. The system of ordering food wasn't unintuitive, but she didn't like having to request food. She exhaled through her nose sharply. All the attention was making it hard to make a decision. She wasn't used to being put on the spot like this. Her lips tightened and relaxed for a few awkward moments, then she spoke in a tiny voice while avoiding eye contact, "Histcarp." Her response was so quiet that the murmur of the rest of the patrons, drowned her voice out.

"You're going to have to speak up a bit," Janius said.

"Histcarp," Sabine said more clearly, with an undertone of annoyance.