At first, Vera's response to Kaleeth was a dismissive silence. It didn't seem like Kaleeth could relate. However, after a few moments, Vera considered that it might have been relevant and Kaleeth was just being modest. She did seem nervous after all. Vera turned her head to Kaleeth and asked directly, seeing as drawing comparisons to the current situation would not be appropriate in public. "What was it that your father did? Who was he to you?"

Harriet's posture as she sat down opposite Meesei seemed mostly relaxed. She was leaning back on her outstretched arms behind her, sitting on the same crate that Vera did. She had her legs crossed casually, but her head displayed an attentive frown as it angled backwards slightly.

Harriet considered Meesei for a few moments after her question. She began by raising her brow and shrugging, "I saw him doing his lesson in the main chamber on the way to the meeting. He was in his wolf form, though. I didn't see him drinking then." Harriet shifted slightly and looked at the wall above Meesei, "As for your investigation. I don't know what to tell ya. He was poisoned, yeah? I guess you'd have to have a look at his meals. With what you mentioned, I'd only think Oswall would be both stupid and stubborn enough to knock off Jerrick even if it put the whole clan at risk. Darahil's too preoccupied to care and Vera was his wife for Hircine's sake. Unless something went on behind closed doors, but you'd have to ask other people about that."