Gallus remained stone faced through Dar-tzesa's retort. The relief may have allowed her to be defiant, but the nature of her torture may make her regret her words. Gallus was just glad that he didn't have to inflict the torture directly. Once she was done, he simply pocketed the potion, stood up with a sad smile, and then responded quietly. "I'll let you think further on my offer. Call out when you're ready to talk."

Without acknowledging anything else from Dar-tzesa's mouth, Gallus turned and walked out again, closing the cell behind him and huddling with Meesei and Ri'vashi. "Well, perhaps she isn't broken by her pain yet, but it's still affecting her. No matter if she has accepted death, she'll likely appreciate the potion more after the pain returns." Gallus turned his head to the closed cell, "I just fear that this might take a while." Gallus thought for a moment while inhaling a deep breath, "Either we leave her to stew and try another prisoner for now, or..." Gallus peered to Meesei, "...you try something more forceful."

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Fendros was willing to accept that Irenya would not truly know the wishes of his ancestors like a priest would. To that, he shrugged. Her partial explanation of her changing her mind on the matter of his relationship with Ahnasha, however, left him curious.

"Can I ask what changed?" Fendros said curiously, leaning more forward slightly. He tried as best as he could to not sound disapproving or suspicious, but he doubted that there was much that could be done to prevent Irenya being defensive about it if the matter was sensitive.