After leading them back down to the room, Murnglesh went back upstairs to return to her duties, leaving the others to their conversation. Swims was glad to be able to give his thanks to Khaj, though he wasn't too certain what to say beyond that. Khaj had been an acquaintance for him and Veria, but it wasn't as if they were close friends. Still, they were on friendly terms, so he was sure he could find something to speak about.
"So, Khaj, how have things been going for you since you entered the Legion? I can't say I know much about a soldier's life." Swims asked.
Khaj went over to the table in the corner and took a seat on one of the old, wooden chairs. "Well, Khaj made captain. He has his own patrol now. Honestly, though, for now at least, we are more guards than soldiers. The Dominion is a threatening presence, but the bandits and other vagabonds that operate in this area are more of an immediate concern. Khaj does not disagree with that sentiment; he would much rather fight criminals than soldiers."
"You certainly do know how to fight. I...don't remember much, but I think I remember you taking them out very quickly. I can't wait until I am good enough to do that." Swims remarked.
Khaj put on more of a concerned expression and let out a slight sigh. "Look, Swims...Khaj spoke to Veria, he knows why you were out here. It is easy to understand why you would want to get away, but...please, just go home. Khaj spent years training to learn how to fight, he is a soldier. You do not have that, and a patrol may not come around next time to save you. Khajiit does not wish to insult you, he is just speaking the truth. You are not soldiers, please do not put yourself into danger."
"I...I understand." Swims responded. He wanted to shout in protest, but deep down, he knew Khaj was right. If he was as good as he wished he was, those bandits would not have bested them. Swims turned his head and looked to Veria with a saddened expression. "After I get better...do you want to head back to Leyawiin?"