With that matter settled, Vasiq exhaled deeply, then stood up from the table. "Well, I guess I'll head down and tell Shevari she can come back up. It is...good to see you again, sister."

Ahnasha stood up as well, though it was mostly just to stretch her legs and attempt to clear her head. Sitting at the table, she felt like she was being interrogated. Gwindir remained seated, but turned his attention to something he had noticed before, during his first meeting with Fendros. He looked at Rhazii, staring particularly intently at his face. Rhazii's burns were not quite as obvious as they used to be, but they were still plainly visible. 

"I suppose it is settled, then. At the very least, we will have today." Gwindir said with a sigh, obviously disappointed. "Anyway, about my...grandson. Rhazii, I noticed those marks on his face. He looks like he is scarred; what happened to him?" He asked, looking at Fendros. Obviously, the truth was not an option, but Ahnasha did not know if it would be suspicious to suddenly interject.