Along with Meesei's words, the Hist started to echo Sabine's own conclusions and amplify them. She nodded, tensing her brow and knowing exactly what to do. She looked at the witch that was chiding them again and the scene resumed where it had stopped.

"Pushing over Sentinels is one thing, girls, but wasting rare ingredients is quite another!" The witch said, looking cross with one fist on her hip and her other hand pointing at them.

Ariel tried to intervene, "Sabine did nothing wrong, it was-"

"[i]I[/i] did it!" Sabine's shout silenced and astonished both of them. Sabine had her fists clenched so hard by her sides that they became sore. "I spilled the void salts. I'm sorry. I wanted to use them in a potion, but I panicked when a sentinel saw me." Somehow, Sabine managed not to burst into tears when confessing, but her knees were still shaking from fear.

Ariel was open-mouthed and speechless, while the witch stood up straight and crossed her arms with a pout that made her look as if she was hiding a mouth full of needles. The memory sped up and flowed into a condensed series of events that followed through Sabine's mind, outlining the consequences of her decision. Sure, she was beaten across the back with a nettle branch like other children were when they misbehaved, but just the act of owning up rather than being protected gave her more confidence. She was punished, but she was okay afterwards. The knowledge that she would be okay carried her further. The artificial speculation of the Hist faded away in a time too short or long for Sabine to properly discern, but something was left behind in the experience. A new confidence came about that wasn't fading away.

The Hist didn't even give Sabine a chance to come to terms with the change that had occurred before their thoughts began searching again, eventually coalescing into a new memory. This one was one she instantly recognised. Once again she was in the coven, the laboratory this time. She was on her own except for Meesei, but held in her hand a large evaporating flask and was stretching out her other hand to a Daedra heart sitting on a counter. Judging by her height, she was maybe half a year to two years older than the last memory.

She withdrew her hand from the attempt to grab the heart and closed her fingers into a fist, bringing a knuckle to her mouth and biting down, shocked. She shook her head and began to breath faster. Was this really the next thing she would have to decide? But it seemed so much more obvious than the last one.

The heart in front of her was one she had decided to use in a shock shield potion for fun. At the time, she didn't know that it was a vital component in the coven's method of summoning Hircine, and tonight was the night that a certain pack would come to visit demanding an audience with the Lord of the Hunt himself. It had been her fault that the summoning ritual failed as far as she saw, but she told no one. This was one detail of the story that even Ariel didn't know about. Sabine had kept it bottled up, wracking herself with guilt for years about it. No one in the coven knew that she had taken the heart. No one knew that she could have prevented many of their deaths and perhaps even her turning.

"Too easy. This is... too easy." Sabine said, as much to herself as Meesei, "All I have to do is leave the heart, but that... this is a trick." Sabine's breathing quickened further and she looked to Meesei uncomfortably. "What do I do?"