Gallus lowered his brow and answered unsurely to Lorag. "Alright, as you wish." There was no reason to pry right now. Gallus instead turned to Peiter and beckoned him with an index finger, "Come 'ere, boy! It's time we got you back up to scratch."

In the other pit, Janius didn't have time to process Lorag's odd reaction before Kaleeth closed in. His immediate reaction was to take a step back and bring his arm forward to parry Kaleeth's opening punches. He didn't have much space and he knew Kaleeth was going to be vicious, so he tried not to stay on the defensive for long. He threw out a couple of quick jabs with one fist, directed at Kaleeth's face but easily deflected, and then tried to regain ground by lunging forward with his other fist. Still, it was unlikely that Kaleeth was going to let him attack so easily without punishment.

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"This one...thinks he understands," Tzirret said with hesitation. He supposed the exact nature of the heart was not as important as knowing how to heal it, so he didn't stress too much about the unknown.

Now that he was prompted to, Tzirret pulled out his own knife and carefully tried to remove the next thing he saw in the open torso. Tzirret's face tensed uneasily at the texture of the thing. After severing a number of stringy blood vessels and a pipe that spilled some yellow bile, he lifted out a soft, dark lump of flesh that was roughly 'L' shaped. It still had the gallbladder attached, weighing its remaining tubes down.

"This is the liver, right?" Tzirret asked, "This one never really knew what it did, he only knew it as food."