Everyone on the table had their attention turned to Ahnasha with her outburst. Gallus was about to try and placate Ahnasha, but Fendros held up a hand to interrupt him. "Hold on, Gallus," Fendros said, before turning to Irenya and leaning onto his forearms and trying to hold in his own anger. He continued slowly and clearly, "Irenya, I left my bloodline behind when I left my family behind. When I became..." Fendros tried and failed to find a better word for his lycanthropy, he instead paused and gestured to his body, "...this, the condition, I left everything all behind. How can you clutch onto it still?"

Gallus could at least appreciate Fendros keeping his voice down, but as he turned to look back at Irenya for a response, he didn't hold up much more hope.