"Yes," Fendros nodded briskly and wiped his eyes dry, taking another breath to speak. "He turned to me and threatened you, asking me about the layout of the cult's xanmeer. I don't know exactly what I said, but I knew I had to protect Rhazii, like we agreed. I know that I didn't tell him then. He had you put onto the table, I still didn't tell him anything. He began to...cut you, and I didn't know why at first. I couldn't have imagined what he intended to do at that point, but I could see you pain, and I could hardly bear it. He asked me why we were helping the cult, and I thought that telling him about Rhazii might stop his torture." Fendros slowly shook his head, "He spoke like he cared, but he didn't. He offered to rescue Rhazii during his bloody attack, but he was a liar, I could see that much. I told him as much. I wish I hadn't. I sometimes wonder if he would have been true to his word if I had agreed, then he might not have..." Fendros' face tightened up completely. A tear fell to the floor as the worst image of all came to the forefront of his mind. "He...might not have..." Fendros knew that he had to stick through his recollection, though as much as he tried, he couldn't hold his emotions back. "...have opened you. I could see your...lungs under your ribs, your heart, your intestines. But, the worst part was that you could see it and I could see your pain. I tried to stay strong to protect Rhazii, but I should have ended it there. Once he was done, I could see all of your pain in my mind, and at the same time I wanted to protect Rhazii. All the panic made my beast spirit come to the front of my mind. I knew he would kill you if I turned, so answering him was all I could do to stop it. It still put Rhazii in danger, and he paid the price for my weakness as well." Fendros' breathing was shallow and strained at this point. He held his head supported in his hands, still facing the floor where tears would occasionally fall. "I'm sorry, Ahnasha. I'm so sorry. I should have been stronger."

"I don't think will be very different from cities in Black Marsh, I don't think you need to worry." Sabine breathed a chuckle, "Sometimes I think that Imperials find Imperial traditions strange. Some of them don't make sense to me as well." Sabine shuffled awkwardly on the spot nearby Kaleeth's hammock. It seemed strange to be standing over her like this. "Can I...get in the hammock as well?" Sabine asked quietly. She still saw Kaleeth as a sister, so she saw no harm in it, but she didn't know how Kaleeth would react. Over the past couple of months, Sabine had found it comforting to be close to Meesei, Ahnasha, Lorag, and sometimes even Fendros and Janius when they didn't mind. She didn't harbour anything more than familiar feelings for them, and they all knew that. Compared to other pack members, however, Sabine wasn't really physically intimate with Kaleeth in the same way.

Drinks still kept his eyes wistfully looking to Meesei as he listened. He was already brewing up a response, something along the lines of seeing his fair share of danger as a sailor (to varying degrees of truth) and displaying a willingness to face the danger to be with Meesei, but the mention of the eavesdropping group made his expression drop into horrified surprise almost immediately. He had a double take between Meesei and the deck and eventually found the group listening in, and his turn of tone was so stark that it was almost comical. "They? Who?" He pushed off the railing and took a couple of angry steps towards the group, "Hey, bugger off, the lot of you! You're ruining this!" Drinks took one last desperate look back towards Meesei and then his shoulders slumped, knowing that it was ruined anyway. "Bah!" He waved a hand dismissively, "Suit yourself." With that, he put his hands in his pockets and walked back towards the group in shame, the group now erupting in laughter at his blunder.

Janius held Leaps in his arms and was about to go below deck before he noticed the tail end of the incident with Meesei. He approached Meesei with a confused expression. "What was that all about?" He asked, not sure whether he should be laughing as well.