Sabine's arms extended as Peiter pulled her hands towards him. She wasn't sure how he thought bringing her hands to his chest would help him feel how she manipulated magicka, so she was confused at first, her eyes moving between his hands and his eyes. "Okay...I can do that," Sabine said, slowly pulling her hands to the space between them both. "Hold onto my hands. I will cast as slowly as I can." Sabine brought her hands up between them, facing her palms to one another. "It might help to close your eyes. You won't be distracted by how it looks."

Concentrating as hard as she could to move her magicka slowly, Sabine gathered power between her hands like she had done thousands of times before. Magicka trickled forth and spiralled as if an extension of Sabine's body into a single point. It disappeared from measurable reality as it flowed, taking unseen paths. The paths led to places that held concepts of Mundus itself and began to influence it, reflecting Sabine's will by primal signals of her mind. A small ball of light gathered and grew like a bubble between her palms in response. It stopped growing as it reached the size of an average magelight. She held it for as long as Peiter needed to see it; it was weak enough that she probably could have held it for hours.

While he listened attentively to each of the pride's stories, Tzirret's ears seemed to cringe down to indicate some embarrassment as La'khay gave a recommendation to visit her old brothel. Or at least, that was how Tzirret interpreted it. Not quite having the mind to rule it out, he tried asking to clarify. "Uhm, d-do you mean that the brothel was a nice place? We have been to Senchal." Tzirret put up his hands defensively and widened his eyes, "N-not that Tzirret has set paws in any brothel!"

Janius brought his head back in a laugh. "Tzirret, I don't think we would allow you to purchase services in a brothel, even if you wanted to, for the precise causes of La'khay's turning." Janius said, pointing to La'khay with his little finger while he held the wine bottle that was being passed around. He took a swig as Tzirret retreated further into humiliation. "So," Janius said, passing the wine to Kaleeth, "What of the rest of you?"