Kaleeth and Meesei arriving back in such a state caught Sabine's attention. By her emotions, the blood, and the smell, something had gone wrong in a very particular manner. Sabine took the time to look between Meesei and Kaleeth's faces in turn while she broke down what could have happened. It was a few minutes of deduction before Sabine narrowed the possibilities, but Kaleeth's entire posture, her entire look, was something that made Sabine's heart fill with empathy. Even though it was in a cage at the time, Sabine was in Kaleeth's position years ago.

Sabine slowly stood up and stepped over to Kaleeth's bedroll. Moving deliberately, so as not to stress Kaleeth, Sabine sat down opposite her and reflected her seating position; knees drawn up to her chest with her arms wrapped around them. Sabine looked at her with her beady stare, but this time the strange curiosity was backed up by questions. "Kaleeth-Rei?" Sabine started quietly, "What happened? Did you hurt someone?"