Ahnasha stepped up to the door softly. She was still nervous, but did what she could to not let it show through her voice. "Yes, it would be nice to have you. And it would give you a chance to meet everyone that has been training and helping protect Fendros. I can tell you that he is in good hands, but I am sure it would make you more comfortable to see us all for yourself." She added, waiting tensely for a response. Already, her ears were perked up and attentive towards the faintest hint of any sound coming from within the room. 

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When Sabine stepped into Meesei's tent, she had already started her self-treatment. She had thrown the dress she had worn in the city haphazardly in one of the dusty corners, likely necessitating that it be washed before she used it again, and had the rest of her bags and belongings in a disorganized pile next to her. She was sitting on her knees with her hands over her chest, both of which were glowing with restorative energy. She had taken a length of cloth and tied it tightly over her snout like a muzzle to keep herself from making too much noise when the pain hit, and it was not long after Sabine entered that it started. Meesei isolated a few of the silver particles, then started the process of pulling them out into her bloodstream, where she could then remove them for good. She barred her teeth, lurching forward and closing her eyes as she let out a muffled scream. It was a process that repeated itself for almost an hour. A few minutes to locate the silver, then a few straight minutes of agony, followed by a few minutes of rest to keep herself from sobbing from the pain. Though, her eyes were still filled with tears regardless. All of it just to remove a few small pieces of silver. She did not say a word, but she appreciated the comfort that Sabine provided. 

After it was over, Meesei felt weak, and moved around somewhat clumsily. She reached over to her bag and fumbled around to grab one of her potion bottles to take her next dose of Sabine's potions. However, as she was reaching for it, she brushed open the largest of her bags, revealing something both interesting an startling within. Falling partially out of the bag was a black book. [i]The[/i] Black Book which Hermaeus Mora had left in their possession after their meeting. Meesei had taken the book and locked it away safely during and after their move to Skyrim, but evidently, she had decided to bring it with her now.