Ahnasha looked at Fendros quizzically, with her head tilted slightly to the side. "I can say I have no honest idea what in Oblivion you are talking about. Marcaille is an alchemist, and obviously a skilled necromancer. I don't see that there's anything wrong with her; she can help me. High Rock witches are known to have access to strange and unique kinds of magic, so I'm sure there is a lot I could learn. Remember, she helped to save Meesei's life; she and Sabine stayed up all night with her. Plus, Meesei obviously trusts her if she was willing to offer her the opportunity to come to Bruma with us. Do you have anything...specific you've noticed about her that you don't like?" She asked. 

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Peiter was distracted in his thoughts and did not notice Sabine stopping out in the hall at first. When he felt her tug at his hand, he looked back at her with a blank expression. He seemed like he was disconnected from the present, as he was only really engaging with anyone around him when spoken to directly. "No, I'm just...thinking about Irenya. I keep going back to it; thinking about how I'm not going to be able to see her again. She wasn't a perfect person, not outgoing, or even friendly, but...she was still part of my pack. She was wise, and really went out of her way to help us when we needed it. She was like...a strict grandmother. Not always pleasant, but she would do anything to look out for her family. I just know she would have stopped Gallus and got me out of there in one piece."