The moments that were given while they placed Ahnasha on the table were moments Fendros tried to use for serious consideration. Even though he was still panicked, thoughts managed to run through his head on how he should act. The Argonian was truly cruel to subject him to this, but he knew nothing of their predicament. If Fendros were to give up information, he would definitely be putting Rhazii at risk. He didn't want that, Ahnasha wouldn't want that. He had told her back in the xanmeer that if anything happened, Rhazii's life came above all else. He intended to keep to that. Ahnasha was suffering, and it was horrible to watch, but if she were in his place, she would probably be thinking the same thing.

Fendros looked at the knife, then to the Argonian, then closed his eyes and turned his head away. "I'm sorry, Ahna."

As soon as the words came from his mouth, Fendros braced for whatever the Argonian had in store. He wasn't sure he could take much more.