Fendros looked down, still brewing anger, but with a hint of shame. All the teachings of his parents were what Irenya was describing. Being reminded of it was regretful, if only because he knew that the path he had taken was spitting in his parents' faces. Still, there were good reasons why he did not go back. Looking to Ahnasha, the strongest reason, he held his ground. Fendros faced Irenya with a glower.

"If you really want me to connect with my ancestors again, you will have to accept what I already have," Fendros shook his head the slightest amount, "I didn't abandon my family by choice. I will not do so again, not Ahna and Rhazii. I don't care if they aren't Dunmer." By Fendros' tone, his statement was not negotiable, but he at least seemed to respond to the thought of his old culture with something other than defiance.