Sabine was warming up in more ways than one. To revise what she knew of fire magic, she practiced making the magical warming fire in her hand larger and smaller. She paused in this momentarily to give Hjergir her own curious glance. However, she did not want to speak over whatever Meesei had to answer.

Janius stuck by Kaleeth and Ri'vashi. He did not know how wide the passageways would be, but he would be an extra shield if it was needed. He responded after Lorag, "This isn't the first time we've been in an assault in close quarters. Let's try to make this as quick and clean as we can."

In contrast, Fendros avoided eye contact with Hjergir. It was not so much a Dunmer superiority complex that was causing him to avoid the Nord, but rather what his parents had said about their treatment when they lived in Windhelm for a time. He strung his bow while he waited, for all the good his arrows would do against creatures made from metal. He supposed he might find a gap in their machinery, but he didn't like the idea of being cocky with this attack.