Sabine didn't even glance up this time. Even with her brief moment speaking up, she was just as shy as ever.

Before the situation got awkward to the point of raising tension again, Fendros looked to one side and the other. Sabine was hesitating again and probably wasn't going to answer, so he might as well begin the introductions. He took one step forward, prompting some discomfort from the hunters for a moment. [i]"Greetings, Reanaseer. My name is Fendros. I know little Jel."[/i] He attempted to say in Jel, but still sounded somewhere between asthmatic and suffering from a lisp. He glanced at Sabine, then looked to Reanaseer again. [i]"Her name is Sabine. She does... little... talk."[/i] He wanted to elaborate, so he switched back to Cyrodilic, "I'm sorry, I don't have all the words. I am a hunter and a fighter from Cyrodiil. Sabine is shy, but she is an alchemist from Morrowind. A good one too." He looked back at the rest of the pack, "I'll let everyone else introduce themselves."

The next one to speak was Janius. "My name is Janius. I am also a hunter and a fighter from Cyrodiil. Sabine is like a sister to us, thank you for agreeing to help her." Even though Janius doubted it, he wondered whether Reanaseer's nose was keen enough to pick up on their lycanthropy. If it was, then telling them the pack were mostly hunters and fighters would probably confirm her suspicions. Letting in outsiders was one thing, but letting in lycans would be a much harder sell.