Janius nodded, thankful to procrastinate away from such an issue for now. Unfortunately, it was probably going to stick in his mind for a while now. The fear of the unknown and the doubt as to his own desires and capabilities made him uncomfortable with such thoughts. He was silent as he donned his own armour, anxious to get outside for the first time in days. Even if it was into the perpetual dull daylight around the xanmeer, Janius found the confines around him stifling.

Fendros' initial curiosity about finding that the cult leaders had children was quickly replaced with a certain awkward fear as he listened to Sriashi's story. The way she spoke was strangely nonchalant to the point where it was creepy. "I am sorry for your loss, I couldn't imagine such a thing." Fendros said solemnly, trying to stay tactful. He found his eyes wandering to Srashi's other personal effects, such as her bag, and wondering what other trophies of revenge she carried with her. Perhaps the bag was tanned from the outlaw's skin. 

While he readied himself for battle, Fendros continued to ponder on whether it would be a good idea to have Ko'Srashi be the one to watch over their child. It seemed as though Srashi would be as appropriate a caretaker as they could find, but it wasn't as if they had a choice. Fendros could see the possibility of Srashi becoming too attached to Rhazii if her mind were any less sound, but In any case, Rhazii would be well protected. "Now, Ko'Srashi, was there anything else you think you will need?" Fendros asked.