Ahnasha was genuinely surprised with the revelation that Marcaille would be joining them, though she supposed it did make sense. Meesei has spoke of her plan to gather more experts, and they were certainly going to need alchemists. She simply did not expect to be able to receive lessons in person from someone with the knowledge she needed. 

"I would be grateful, thank you. I have already...well I guess I really don't know how to describe how far along I am already. I can just show you when we start practicing. Now, if you are busy, I suppose we should not take up any more of your time." Ahnasha answered. 

Marcaille shrugged her shoulders. "Just sorting and packing my ingredients. But, that is something I need to get done, I guess. As long as you can get me bodies and souls, I can give you lessons."

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La'khay sniffed, then wiped away a few of the tears from her eyes. "Just after Ra'kalesh gathered us all together. He said what happened to Do'ajee, to Ra'jorr, and some of the others we knew. A memorial isn't enough to honor them; this one wishes we could do more. She was not even able to face her killer. They all deserved better. Why can't Vile just leave us all in peace?"

La'tahne had one hand on La'khay's knee, and another rubbing her back. Leaning in, she kissed her cheek. "It will be alright, dear. Her spirit lives on, and you'll get to see her again someday."

Peiter, meanwhile, had no helpful words to give to La'khay, as he was barely in any better of a mood himself. He was silent, and for a brief moment while he was standing idle, his reaction was to try and clasp his hands together behind his back. This, of course, only caused him to clench his hand into a fist in frustration.