There was no where else Sabine would rather have been either. In Peiter's arms, she laid silently drinking in his presence and warmth. It took a minute to calm down from her emotional recollection, but even then she stayed unmoving for several minutes more.

A long while after the moment had passed, a thought crossed Sabine's mind about what Peiter had said before. She looked up from his chest, giving him an amused smile and a raised eyebrow. "Tzirret gave [i]you[/i] advice?" She asked softly, hardly believing it herself, "What did he say, exactly?"

Janius didn't answer Kaleeth directly. Once the woman had walked to the counter, Janius took Kaleeth's hand and gestured his head towards the door with the skooma smell. "Come with me, we won't be here long, I don't think," he said with a frown, ignoring Colours for now. With Kaleeth in tow, he walked over to the door he pointed out and carefully opened the door so that Kaleeth could take a good look inside, whatever was there. All Janius knew for sure was to brace himself for the harsh miasma of skooma fumes that would come pouring out from those who chose to take theirs from a pipe.