Sabine's eyes moved in the direction of the quiet thanks that the nearby crewman spoke, but didn't turn around to him. She realised, then, just how uncomfortable she was making people and decided to leave the subject for later. The main worries had been addressed, anyway. "Okay. I'll ask later." Sabine said.

Even if she sounded a little disappointed, Sabine still wanted to stay to watch the waves. She tried to find something else to ask Meesei about, but she found that most areas referring to herself that she didn't know about to either not be of any importance, or be so unknown that they were just swirling messes of anxiety in her head. Her thoughts drove her to how Meesei might have dealt with such things at her age. After a pause, Sabine swallowed, then lifted her head to face Meesei. "Meesei, what was your mother like?"

There was nothing Kaleeth said that Janius could claim to be untrue. "Well..." Janius bared his teeth nervously and reached for the back of his head while he tried to put the words together, "You're right, he shouldn't matter, it's just...if there are more people like him, then they..." Janius' face relaxed as he recalled a memory of such behaviour. "I've seen it in Bravil, my home town. There were a lot of people who didn't get taught not to be afraid and hateful, and as a result, they jeered at Argonians, and Khajiit, and Elves, and whoever else was different. It started out harmless, but it escalated to treating them badly, and even violence in some cases. Guards had to be called in to stop gangs of youths fighting each other." Janius stopped and shook his head, he didn't need to explain every detail, "Look, the point is, we just need to be wary of them. Their captain is their leader, and while he's not around, the others might be...less civil."