Sabine looked at the floor, avoiding Meesei's eyes, as a flush of red came over her face. Meesei's astonishment was seen by Sabine to be anger directed at her. She was in deep trouble now. There was no point trying to hide anything. Her head turned away from the door and spoke. "Peiter? Meesei is coming in," Sabine stated weakly. She at least allowed Peiter a couple of moments to adjust himself before she would open the door.

Once Peiter was done, Sabine sullenly stepped back and pulled the door open to reveal not only her entire body glowing with sweat, but also her lack of body hair. She had just about forgotten about that as well. As she stepped aside to let Meesei in, still avoiding eye contact, Meesei could see the mess of sheets that was the bed. "I used a potion today," Sabine croaked quietly to Meesei, trying to reassure that she was being somewhat responsible.

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Tzirret nodded in understanding about the Altmer. If he knew anything about Thalmor, it was that having a member of a beast race have authority over them would require intimidation.

[i]"This one fought only once before with Meesei in the battle."[/i] Tzirret's ears went down again with what he remembered, [i]"Tzirret was in the back lines when defending the Bruma clan home against a band of Vile's mercenaries three years ago. Meesei was a distance away, but Tzirret could see her magic. She used lightning, a lot of it. It made bright flashes on the walls and stunned and burned the enemy. She helped save everyone's lives that day."[/i]

Tzirret of course omitted his own performance during that battle. Which was to say, poor to non-existent. But, the desperation and blood were marked in his mind with everything else. Back then, at least, he didn't ever actually have to fight face to face with the overwhelming enemy.