Galsek spat to one side and rose his voice, "It was a hedging of odds, you lackwit! I happen to know what kind of strength and tenacity lies in one such as Hircine's champion." His voice levelled again, "If Harriet had won, I would come back after a day easily explained. If not, I would be accused. She said she needed defence against magic, I gave her the means." Galsek exhaled, but he wasn't quite done. "Perhaps I knew a little about the Orc slayer that was your ascendant quarry." His voice was intentionally deepened and grumbly, "Perhaps I knew about the fate of the previous champion. That enough is demonstrative of your power."

As far as Meesei could perceive of Galsek's expressions, he was still outwardly angry, but that was possibly an attempt hide small details. He was fidgeting, fearing for his life.