Even though there was the feeling that she was imposing on everyone leaving, Sabine was also grateful to have some time along with Peiter in this state. She continued to pay the others no mind as they wandered off.

With her hands on Peiter's shoulders, Sabine looked down to where Peiter was referring to. "Oh, La'khay said that it would help me look pretty." She looked up at Peiter curiously, "I do not know, though, does it? It feels odd."

La'khay's voice was enough to cause Tzirret to stop in his tracks and turn around slowly. He felt he had been able to distract himself from his prior worries by socialising with Shanja, but they came roaring back quickly enough now that he and La'khay were alone.

As was often the case for Tzirret, fear overcame him when he tried to think of an answer. He looked down and away from La'khay for a while, fidgeting. He knew he had to do something now, else his circling feelings would continue to torment him. "This one has..." Tzirret struggled to start, his breathing uneven and his primal mind screaming to run away, "He has been tired, but...thinking too much. He..." Tzirret closed his mouth and sighed swiftly in frustration. His brow contorted and his ears flattened, trying to gather courage.

Perhaps instead of outright saying what he wanted to say, Tzirret frantically rummaged through the pockets of the breeches he held in his hands. "He made...something..." Tzirret paused and pulled out the moon pendant he had carved, "...He made you this!" He held the pendant forward in his palm and looked at La'khay pleadingly. His shoulders rose and fell in fast cycles as he tried to catch his breath. The pendant was just as intricate as when he had showed Peiter, Sabine, and Gallus, but he had purposely kept it hidden from La'khay until now.