Not only was Gallus grateful for Meesei's input, but he was happy to see that he was challenging Ri'vashi's perceptions properly rather than have her put up a stubborn wall.

"Meesei is correct. Clans are not armies." Gallus tilted his head to one side, "You do not have to make this place a paradise by any means, but try to see it from the simpler perspective of someone living here. They do not know when this war is going to end. They don't know the danger either. The important part is whether they [i]want[/i] to be here." Gallus pointed two fingers across to nowhere in particular. "There will still be those that are never contented, but again, nothing is perfect." Gallus leaned back a little and gestured to Ri'vashi, "Go ahead and try again. What is something that will improve morale? Remember, we only need one thing before the Corinthe stronghold is taken."

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Sabine hummed unsurely as she felt a flush come up her face. It was a long while before she came up with any answer.

"Because it..." Sabine felt her stomach churn a bit. She tried to take a breath to keep calm. Her voice was still small while she spoke, "I am not afraid with just Peiter. I trust him." Sabine's concentration on her spell was broken and she had to hold onto her brush for a moment, "If I think of trying in front of others...with others...I just feel too nervous. I cannot do it if I am too nervous. I do not enjoy it." Sabine resisted the urge to turn and look at La'khay and disrupt the haircut. "Do you not get nervous?"