Sabine's words caused a dark smile to form on Vinaremo's face, as well as an audible sigh from the Argonian behind him. "You had to tempt him." He muttered under his breath. 

Vinaremo took a few steps forward a bit closer than was comfortable to Sabine, then leaned down with an expression that was both confident and threatening. "Oh, a challenge is it? And what, may I ask, will I get out of this challenge? What wager would you make on your...assessment of my abilities, hmm? Perhaps something valuable to you, or better yet, something valuable to me. Perhaps you would like to be the subject of one of my exciting experiments, or pledge a day of servitude to me? The possibilities are endless. I suppose you could also ask for something in the event that I...fail." The Altmer said with an almost menacing laugh. As if Meesei needed any more of a reason to despise him, she was almost ready to strike out at him if he laid a hand on Sabine. Since he was just talking for the moment, however, she stayed her hand, even if magicka was coursing through it.