Sabine uneasily picked up the potion bottle and placed it with the others appropriately. Ma'tanza did not seem as explosive as before, but she had certainly not calmed down. "Uh, I...um...I do not think he has any duties this afternoon," Sabine said, trying to be careful not to upset Ma'tanza further. "We could try his room? He might be carving something."

It was a wild guess based on the pendant that Ma'tanza wore. Sabine actually had no idea as they all left to try and find Tzirret.

Along the way, Sabine kept on giving Peiter worried glances. If this ended badly, she had no doubt that Tzirret would place some of the blame on them both.

It did not take long to get to Tzirret's room, given the weight of the situation. The door was slightly ajar, and inside, Tzirret could be seen sitting forward on his bed with his head hung down and his hands clasped together. Gallus was nearby on a chair, speaking to him. Tzirret did not look sad or angry, rather his face seemed somewhat despondant, almost ashamed.

Sabine decided to go no further than the door. She was too nervous to intrude on whatever was about to happen.