Sabine's mind flashed back to being physically attacked by the Khajiit mage and Fendros helping her. Her eyes flicked to her wrist, still scarred by her own dagger from the hands of the mage. Still, she closed her eyes and shook her head. "I am okay. None in our pack were badly hurt, but..." Sabine turned her head away slightly, "...Peiter lost his arm. I remember hurting Gallus when he was trying to help because I was so scared. He is recovering, though. You told me to help him and I was able to. I feel horrible."

That experience was one of many that was repeating in Sabine's mind constantly, compounding her stress.

"But, there is also...We..." Sabine blinked a couple of times and a tear fell, "A Senche-raht attacked Irenya in the courtyard. She...her body was left behind. Uthri and Tzirret are so, so sad. Gallus has...I have only seen him twice. He is not showing anything." Sabine sniffed and tried taking another breath. She didn't want to give in to emotion again yet. "Those left in the courtyard...a few fell, but almost everyone escaped. There were a...there were many that died before that. In the keep and..." Sabine trailed off.