Ahnasha gave a sigh, seeming uncertain, and perhaps uncomfortable. She scratched the back of her head briefly, then stood with one arm across her stomach, holding on to her other forearm. The past few hours with Llarasa and Monderyn had been outright pleasant, especially in comparison to the less-than-pleasant welcome they had received from Fendros' father. Even if it was not something they would be able to do even remotely commonly, she hoped it would at least lead to regular communication with them, without any aliases or secrecy. Fendros' siblings might even get to meet the rest of her family one day. 

"I...well there is a lot I would like to talk with her about. A lot of ways I would like to try to reach her. But, hopefully we'll have plenty of time to talk to her later. I'll come with you, yeah. I don't think I'll be near as silent or reserved as our first talk, but I still think you should lead the way. We can just...be direct about it I guess and just ask her to come. If she seems hesitant, we can tell her she could meet all the other people in our pack that have been looking after her son. It might appeal to her to have some assurances that Fendros will be safe." Ahnasha suggested. 

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Back in camp, everyone had settled in somewhat tensely while they waited for Fendros and Ahnasha to return. Given how long it had been, Meesei expected they would be there for a day or two longer. For now, she refrained from mentioning Harriet to Gallus, and would not likely mention her to anyone outside her pack unless it was strictly necessary. Lorag was quite obviously skulking around camp, but luckily, Gallus had not yet asked about his change in mood. 

Meesei took her dinner uncooked and early, before heading into her tent alone, with a notably dreadful look on her face. She did not say anything aloud to anyone, but everyone in her pack by this point understood what she tended to do when she retreated off by herself to the edges of the camp. She did not like to talk about it, but that was when she usually tended to give herself more treatments to remove the particles of silver from her body. The more she removed, the weaker her potions needed to be, and the longer Sabine could make them last. However, each treatment still brought with it some rather intense pain. It put it in a state that she did not like others to see, though she never complained when Sabine decided to keep her company.