When Janius and a few of the others made it to the tent, Meesei decided she would greet them not just with words. She smiled, then stood up, albeit somewhat shakily. As another demonstration of her improvement, she walked up to Janius, arms outstretched, and greeted him with a hug. "No Daedra this time. Sabine, Marcaille, some tenacity, and a lot of luck. I think that is an adequate summary."

"I gather that the camp is being packed, so I am assuming the Senche-raht are in good enough condition to move. I would help pack the tents, but my legs are still having difficulty with my own weight at the moment. Honestly, I may get some sleep on the carts once we leave. I feel like I need some rest quite badly at the moment." Meesei added. 

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Peiter covered his eyes, and for a short while, was entirely unresponsive. He did not acknowledge Uthri's answer, nor Tzirret. It was difficult to tell exactly what was going through his mind, but it was clear from his demeanor that he was still distraught. Their attempts at calming him had not yet been effective. 

Finally, Peiter's sobs were broken up by words. "I remember...Sabine was trying to help me, then Gallus just...he didn't even try. [i]You[/i] didn't even try! Just cut me out without a second thought." He shouted. For now, at least, Peiter would not be easily calmed, as he was not thinking rationally.