Sabine nodded in thanks to Ciinriel, then looked at Shanja again. "It is nice to meet you, Shanja. My sister's son, Rhazii, he was almost born a Senche, but he was born a Cathay by a few days."

While eating with the others, Tzirret was fairly quiet and didn't look at anyone directly. When spoken to by La'khay, however, he looked up and paid attention. His answer was not immediate. He looked to the others, almost fearfully, and exhaled. There were a few attempts at breathing in and trying to respond, but each ended with him not knowing what words to pick and releasing the breath through his nose. It caused a flash of frustration to come over him and he finally responded. He did not shout, but he sounded upset and angry, "Why must everyone question Tzirret?! He has just been tired, okay?" Tzirret swiped a hand in front of himself and drew up his knees, looking to the ground, "It is nothing else!"

Sabine's attention was drawn by Tzirret's response. He was often scared about things, but he seldom became angry.