Meesei hesitated for a brief moment. Materially, there was nothing the family could really do for them. It was unlikely that they had any family or friends who could help them in Elsweyr, else they would have helped Pudaga with his debt. She wished she could ask them to tell others of how their lives were saved by lycans, but it was too dangerous to give them that information, both for the clan and the family. Indeed, she wondered if anything would change in their gratitude if they knew the truth. "Your thanks are sufficient for me, but if you truly wish to do something more, then you can make a promise. When you are settled in your new home and physically able, pass on this charity to someone else who needs it." She suggested with a smile. It was nothing that would help the clan, or likely anyone they knew, but it might at least make the family feel like less of a burden. 

Turning to Sabine, Meesei asked another quick question. "Are there enough ingredients among your stock to make any more remedies?"

Ma'tanza looked to the side, running one hand over the other nervously. "Well, um...Ma'tanza does not know about that. She does not want to bother the Champion, or your leader. What if they are doing something important? And they might not have time for us to look around anyway."

Bheja shrugged his shoulders. "Well, you may at least get to see it. If we're going north, then we'll have to pass by the city. The temple is much taller than the walls, so you should be able to see it from the ship, maybe through a porthole?" He suggested. At about that time, Qa'habi finished up his meal, so they would likely be moving on soon. Though, there was not all that much to do aboard the ship.