Meesei had brought up details that Sabine had not actually considered in her state. She was correct that fear was disproportionately influencing Sabine's decision making, even if she would have denied that to herself. The pain of separation was of course going to come about anyway, but Sabine wasn't looking that far ahead. Still, it gave her some perspective on what their time together would mean either way. Would she endure the pain of being around Peiter for the rest of the journey and not being able to love him, only to regret it after they separated, or would it be worse to be with him for the time they had and regret separating?

Sabine sat silently staring down at her tear-wet hands for what reached half a minute at least. As much as she wanted to just pick an answer, she would need to think about her decision. She finally shifted from where she was sitting and slowly wrapped her hands around Meesei. "I will decide. I think I need time." Sabine pushed her face into Meesei's shoulder and spoke as a daughter would, "I love you, Meesei."

While Peiter explained, Tzirret laid himself down on his side, looking up at him. His tail swayed back and forth with more grace than his drunken body ever had. Despite promising to stay silent, he spoke anyway. "Tzirret believes that if what you say is true, then Sabine is either a madwoman or is confused," He closed his eyes and looked contented, "This one thinks you were not the confused one. You could still be a madman, but you do not seem as much to Tzirret..."

If Peiter had a response, he would be speaking it to a now sleeping Tzirret. He drifted off so silently that it was difficult to tell if he was still awake without closer inspection. Apparently the middle of the day could be a time for rest after all.