Once Ahnasha had composed herself enough, she tried to find some way to respond. Although, she did not know if there was anything she could say that could even come close to excusing her actions. "I...mother, I'm...so sorry. I had no idea; I knew it would be painful, but I thought..."

"You were a fool, Ahnasha." S'nashi interrupted rather harshly. But, after a moment, both her expression and voice softened. "But, you were young, and I think we were all fools at that age. You have grown so much since you left; it is almost hard to believe that it is still you. You're bigger and stronger, and it looks like more mature." S'nashi chuckled, even as she continued to cry. "I mean, just look at you. The Ahnasha I knew never would have considered settling down with a family of her own, but here you are with a polite, handsome husband, and a beautiful son. I think all that matters is that you have finally come home. No matter what you did, or how long it has been, you and your family have a place here."

Ahnasha could not express how grateful she was to hear those words from her mother, but even so, it also seemed that another worry had come to pass. It seemed that her mother thought she had returned permanently, but that obviously was not an option. "I...can't stay, mother. I'm sorry. We are passing through Leyawiin on the way to Elsweyr, and...we have to leave with the ship."

S'nashi did nothing more than lower her head in silent disappointment, but Gwindir was more vocal in his objections. "Surely, you cannot be serious, daughter? You have only just returned to us minutes ago, after nine years of a feigned death, and now you are saying we will have to go through losing you all over again?"

Ahnasha hung her head in shame, turning slightly to look at Fendros beside her. She did not want to tell them about her lycantrhopy, but she had to say something to put their minds at ease.