Ahnasha rubbed the top of Rhazii's head once more. "Maybe, it depends on what Shevari is cooking. I suppose it will be a surprise for us all." She answered before climbing out of bed herself. Once they were all dressed, they headed out into the dining room to join the rest of the family. 

The morning was far less tense than the previous night, though Ahnasha could not shake her nerves. Through breakfast, she worried constantly about accidentally saying something to contradict the story they had conjured the previous night. Small details were likely to go unnoticed, or could be explained away, but it would only take one significant misstep to unravel the narrative they had created. Otherwise, it was a pleasant breakfast, cooked with all of the quality they had come to expect from Shevari. 

The ship was leaving in the afternoon, so they did have about six or so hours to spend with Ahnasha's family. Shevari did have to leave after a few hours, but both her parents and her brother remained with them the entire day. They even closed the shop for the day so as to be able to give as much attention to them as possible. Fortunately, they did not have to expand their lie too greatly; they only had to give a few more details about their shop and describe their friends. For the latter, no lies were required, as they needed only describe their own pack in vague enough terms to leave out the lycanthropy. Fendros was also able to learn more about Ahnasha's parents, and their lives in Leyawiin. Once they had moved past the topic of Ahnasha's false life, she was able to enjoy the time with her family. Her father even only shared a single embarrassing childhood story about her, regarding the time when she mistook a freshly-hatched mudcrab for a seashell. 

Eventually, the time drew near that they would have to return to the ship. They had not been given an exact hour of departure, so unfortunately, they had to be back sooner rather than later. Knowing this, everyone began to gather in the main room of the shop for their final goodbyes. S'nashi emerged from the back room carrying a single tiger lily in her hand. Her usual ritual was to place the tiger lily at the base of the candlestick on the mantle, and to ensure that the candle was lit. This time, however, she approached the fireplace with a smile on her face. For the first time in nine years, she took the engraved silver candlestick off of the mantle, then handed it to Fendros.

"I do not think we will be needing this anymore." S'nashi commented. For Ahnasha, she took the tiger lily and gently pushed its stem through her fur, just above her ear. "I know not everything about this has been pleasant, but I am glad that the three of you came to us yesterday. I feel like I am finally at peace."