The Imperial prisoner, Hiritus, was as immediately insufferable as Gallus suspected he would be. Gallus had walked into the room with an unimpressed expression and crossed his arms where he stood.

In order to establish hints to the narrative they would weave, Gallus mumbled to Meesei just loud enough for Hiritus to hear. He took on an impatient tone to act with, "Why are we keeping this one alive? His bloated ego is making the room stuffy." Gallus sniffed, "The others are more likely to talk."

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Irenya's lack of an answer to whether she was alright went unpursued by Fendros. He just listened to what she had to say. As for her question in return, Fendros just said what he knew. "Actually...well, look, there are no more bad Khajiit in the world than there are bad people. You will find one if you meet enough, but in my experience, [i]most[/i] people tend to be kind and thankful. Khajiit are no exception." Fendros peered around the space around them, to the clan members eating their own meals. "Especially to you. Not only are you helping the clan without asking for thanks, you're part of the group that led them to safety. There is no reason that they shouldn't show any gratitude."