"Very well," Fendros answered with an understanding nod. Ahnasha was always trying to look strong, but whether it was useful or not in this matter, Fendros couldn't quite decide. After wiping one hand of juices from the liver, Fendros gave Ahnasha's shoulder a comforting squeeze and encouraged her to sit up next to him to eat.

To be honest, Janius hadn't considered the possibility of a Daedra that could create a disease, much less a disease that could afflict lycans. He paused in his chewing and raised his eyes to think for a moment. After a swallow, he looked to Kaleeth, "Would that I knew how our immunities worked, I might be able to give you a definite answer. I suppose if a Daedra makes a disease that effects us, we would be in a bit of trouble. We've not really had to deal with treating, or even containing diseases." Janius shrugged, "At least you can know that we [i]do[/i] have weaknesses, anyway. You've had some silver wounds before, back when fighting the mercenaries. Those heal slower than wounds done to regular people, and they do more damage. Some of us have very nearly died from silver wounds." Janius took what looked like his second-to-last bite of guar meat. Everyone knew that lycans were vulnerable to silver, even in stories. Januis thought that Kaleeth might not have heard those stories, or even know what silver is with how little metal was in her village.