Sabine gave a nod in agreement. She focussed on finding signs of the clan while walking behind Peiter. The halberd looked awkward to use for chopping at foliage, but it was certainly more suitable than Sabine's dagger or spells.

This time, Tzirret knew that La'khay was going to pinch and prod at him, so he wasn't quite as surprised or nervous. Tzirret just tried staying glum, almost in rebellion at this point. His only hint of smiles came from when he was pat on his middle, due to being ticklish.

At La'khay's last request, his demeanour turned to looking between Gallus and La'khay's faces rapidly with flattened ears. He stepped out of reach of La'khay and put up his hands. "No! No..." He calmed and sighed in resignation, "Okay, you have made your point." He brought a hand up to clutch his other upper arm and lowered his voice again, "This one is still not good at talking to girls anyway..."

"Well, you should give it more of a try," Gallus smiled, "Did you learn how to fight without getting any bruises?" There was a pause where Tzirret thought the question was rhetorical. "Well, did you?" Gallus asked.

Tzirret shook his head, "No?"

"Same concept. The more you try, the more you'll learn." Gallus pat Tzirret on the back, "There's nothing to be afraid of."

There was a short, acknowledging hum from Tzirret. Talking to Gallus was helpful for many things, but Tzirret kept glancing to La'khay. With how open she was, and the fact that she was a Khajiit woman, he felt more comfortable talking to her about the problems in the realms of courting and relationships. He wished he could talk to her in private.

There might be a point in which Gallus climbed a tree to get orientated, Tzirret supposed that he could wait until then.