Hiritus seemed to have a brief moment of confusion with Gallus' question. "Depends, do you mean the cell your people put me in, or the cell up in Orcrest? To the former, I would think you would know the answer to that, since you were the one feeding me. To the latter, it was nothing special. Khajiit cuisine, same as anywhere else in this part of the Dominion. I will say that most of what I had was actually [i]cooked[/i], instead of cut straight off of some animal. Or person, as those cannibals seem to like. Just...don't tell me what kind of meat it was you grabbed for our supplies. At this point, I don't want to know."

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Jo'rashaad broke eye contact and let out a brief sigh. There was quite a bit of uncertainty in his eyes, mixed with a hint of sadness. "Well...her spirits have been up since we found this clan. She's been smiling more, and has been opening up to friends. It's just...we never really talk about what happened before. How could we? Even with what Jo'rashaad went through, he does not know what he could say to help her. We're just...doing what we can, this one supposes. It will get better in time, it has to."

Looking back up at Fendros, Jo'rashaad attempted to regain his composure. "But...that cannot be helped now. Both this one and his mate are glad to help you. We were debating on whether we should join in the attack, but we have a responsibility to our family, and now, your families."