"No," Fendros moved his hands to cover his eyes as his feet instinctively tried to back away. All they succeeded in doing while still backed up against the wall was slide against the floor. "I...I can't stand to look at you!" Fendros' growls went louder than Rhazii's crying, "You keep dying in front of me! Go! Leave!"

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Harriet didn't even bother looking up from her completely slumped and defeated position. It took a few seconds after Meesei spoke for her to even acknowledge the question.  When she did respond, her voice was strained with the damage to her throat. "This don't look like the eternal hunting grounds to me, champion. I could have sworn we agreed to a duel to the death." Her eyes sullenly opened a sliver, "How about you fill in some details for [i]me;[/i] why aren't I running from Hircine's greatest hounds right now? Why aren't I dead?"