When Ahnasha approached Sabine and Ariel, they both looked up to her and put the topic of her scar to the back of their minds. They both understood that Ahnasha's relaxed veneer hid painful memories, so Sabine couldn't quite bring herself to smile as cheerfully as Ariel did upon addressing her. Ariel laughed knowingly at the mention of the weather before replying, "I've not really put much more though into the future than I've already mentioned. To be perfectly honest, I've been content with what I have so far. I've always loved alchemy, and helping others along with it, and there's nothing else I would rather have for a profession." Ariel looked into the water in front of her, "Although, it might be nice to travel some more. See the white-gold tower, the forests of Valenwood, the mountain ranges of Skyrim." She interrupted herself with low hum, "I think tourism might be a bit beyond my means right now, though." A short fantasy popped into Ariel's mind where she could be strong and wealthy enough to travel Tamriel with impunity, but even she knew that was unlikely to happen at all.

Ariel raised her brow and looked at Ahnasha again, "How about you? I know that life in the pack is probably ideal for you, but now that you have a child, do you have any plans to settle some time in the future to raise Rhazii? I mean, I'm not sure whether or not you even intend to, it might be that raising him amongst the pack while travelling will work, or whether a stable environment would help." Ariel became a little apologetic with her tone, "Ah, either way is fine, I'm sure. I don't know how to raise a child." Ariel let out an uneasy laugh.

Nearby, Janius was floating along the surface of the water when he suddenly leaned himself backwards and dove under the surface. It was hard to see anything in the fading light under the water, but he searched around for anything interesting. There wasn't much here on the beach so close to the shore except for sea shells. Most were shattered pieces, but Janius' luck had him spot an iridescent pattern just under the sand. Carefully, he pulled free a round sea shell, about the size of his palm. The convex side was covered in scale and dead barnacles, while the concave side was perfectly smooth and reflected spots of colour off its grey surface. Whatever inhabited the shell was long since gone, but the shell was a beautiful specimen. He surfaced and held the shell against the light, marveling in its patterns some more. "Hey, Kaleeth, come and look at this," he said, "This was the home for a sea creature at some point. I've not seen one like this before."