Hiritus raised up his head and gave a somewhat unenthused sigh. "Well, I see you're starting off insulting yourself this time around. You aren't trying to take my job from me, are you?" He said with a brief, forced chuckle. There was a few seconds of silence, and a mutual glare between the two before he continued. 

"Look, we do this song and dance every day, or every other day, or however frequently this happens. You question me, I give you the answers you deserve, then you slap me around. At this point, I think we both know that you're just doing this for fun. Or maybe it's anger, frustration? By the look on your face, I'd say my words have left more bruises on you than you have on me. Sure, I'm chained up in here, but you're the one I pity." Hiritus observed.

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Though Tzirret was looking at Ma'tanza, Bheja spoke up first. "I'll be joining in the fight. I'm not one of our proper warriors, so it's not mandatory, but there's no way I'm letting my sweet little kitten head into the fight without me." He answered, leaning his head back to look up at S'nishi towering over him just behind him. Although, her response was to look down and glare at him with obvious frustration. 

"Well, she might not agree with the decision, but she did convince me not to volunteer for the front lines." Bheja added. 

Qa'habi shook his head. "This one does not feel he is ready to head out into such a fight. He is trained to hunt creatures, not people. He has tried convincing Bheja here to stay, but...you know that is useless."

Ma'tanza nodded in agreement. "Nothing on Nirn or Aetherius can change his mind. At least M'ibasa will be able to stay here with you, Qa'habi. Ma'tanza will be with the healers, so she will be coming along, but she will not be going into the fight itself."