"Well, either would be acceptable, but I believe the second would be more likely to work. You could make him think you are dissatisfied with your subordinate position. Likely, it would be best to go through a few sessions of interrogation before letting on to that idea, but it could lower his guard. He might begin to see you as a vector of escape." Meesei explained. The three started to walk in the direction of the Imperial's cell, while still keeping their voices down. 

"Now, if you find this plan agreeable, we should all head in together, question him for a short while, then we will leave you alone with him. Are you comfortable with trying it?" Meesei asked.

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Irenya had enough discomfort in her expression that she almost looked like she was in pain. When she started to speak, she did so slowly, and without making eye contact with Fendros. "Because...these people are not what I expected. The clan, both of them, they're not...they're not like I was told. It's...confusing. I expected to be met with hostility, with anger, but...the clan hasn't been like that. The only ones who have given me any trouble are those former Thalmor soldiers."

Pausing a moment, Irenya pulled a small object out of her pouch. It appeared to be either a small necklace, or a large bracelet, which was made of string threaded through the teeth of a small animal. "During our travels, a little Khajiit girl, about nine or ten, likely, twisted her ankle. It was nothing serious, and I treated it when requested, but then she just...gave this to me. It's just some trinket, not very well made, but...it looked like it was quite literally the only thing she owned, and she just gave it to me with that...disturbing feline smile."