Fendros dipped his head forward. "Very well," he said.

"You can certainly be depended upon not to impose for your own sake." Janius let out a breathy laugh. "Even here, eh?"

Sabine moved her head from side to side when Meesei addressed her. Despite that, she couldn't exactly deny her wounds when Meesei named every single one of them, save for the grazes on her knees. She was sore all over. She had not been paying attention to her wounds between being in shock and keeping Meesei alive. At least her nose had popped back into place when she transformed.

Meesei's last condition made Sabine look down and away belligerently, slowly letting go of Meesei's hand, and then wordlessly set to work shrinking her bruises to healthy pale skin.

"I think I'll let Ri'vashi, Gallus, and his pack know that you're awake in a moment. Ra'kalesh, too," Fendros said. "Peiter's still recovering, but I think they might want to at least come by."

There was another long moment of dreaded silence that let the sadness of the situation creep back. Only the sound of Sabine carefully healing herself could be heard. After a while, Janius spoke up, attempting to bring some levity again.

"So, Meesei," Janius said. "If you...you know, end up joining the eternal hunt tonight, is there..." He shifted his shoulder. "Is there anything that you're going to ask Hircine? Anything you want to talk to him about?"