Ahnasha and Fendros sat in their mutual silence for some time. The only sounds was the creaking of the ship, footsteps on the wood above them, and the lapping of the water outside. Fendros was wracked with guild, fear and anxiety and barely managed to progress from holding his hands against his head, to looking up more and holding his hands over his mouth and nose, exposing his tears. His hands were shaking such that it didn't look like it would ever stop. Not only that, but his breathing was still strained. In his mind, Ahnasha was right, reliving the memories was a bad idea. Now he felt worse than he had before even entering Thorn.

After wallowing in the mental struggle for long enough, Fendros knew he had to do something to stop this shaking. He was panicked, adrenaline filled, and utterly shaken. He latched onto anything that could help, and he came across the idea of trying to meditate, like Meesei had taught him ages ago. If it could calm his beast spirit, maybe it could calm him. It was extremely difficult at first, closing his eyes and concentrating on his breathing ran the risk of seeing the affecting images flash over his minds eye. He kept at it, though, concentrating on his breathing and taking slow, considered, albeit shivering breaths. He slowly felt like his breathing was steadying, but he felt as though he would need several minutes before he was lucid again. He didn't know whether Ahnasha would start with her recount, stay silent, join in, or simply walk away. Her judging silence was not something that Fendros wanted to concentrate on now.

The initial anxieties seemed to lift from Sabine's frame as she carefully climbed into the hammock with a smile. Kaleeth was right, keeping balance was difficult and it was a tight fit. Sabine and Kaleeth lay shoulder to shoulder then and Sabine began to relax. For all her talk of trying to be a sister to Kaleeth back when she was going through hard times, Sabine couldn't say that she felt this familiar with Kaleeth back then. "So what do [i]you[/i] find about Imperial culture that is strangest?" Sabine asked, continuing their conversation.

Janius remained confused, looking to the Argonian walking away, then to Meesei, then to the Argonian again. A smile started to spread across his face as he began to join the dots. All of a sudden, he stifled a laugh, "Wait, you think I...?" his stifled laughter was let loose as he threw his head back. Leaps had to steady himself by grabbing onto Janius' shoulder. "I think you give me too much credit, Meesei. None of that was my doing, I've never even talked to that man." He began to recover from his laughter, "I think you just legitimately attracted another, that sounds flattering enough, no?" Still chuckling under his breath at the coincidence, Janius began to walk away shaking his head.