Meesei looked uncertain. "I was sure that I said I was going to try. Perhaps I was not as clear as I should have been? I am sorry, Sabine, I did not want to worry you. No more than would be natural, at least. I could not eliminate all risks, but with the way this war has gone, I had to make an attempt."

Meesei started to hold the book closer and more securely to herself. Now that she knew what would happen if it was opened, she wanted to ensure that it was only ever opened intentionally. It would perhaps be wise to craft a leather binding to keep it securely shut. "I originally brought it with me because I did not want it to remain around the clan, but I opened it for the exact reason you might expect. To gain the power it can provide. Mora has agreed to help us, so I am not sure it would be wise to squander what he can offer. Apocrypha contains knowledge from every civilization to have ever existed, on Tamriel or in Oblivion. The Dwemer, Ayleids, Psijics, Dragons, there are no limitations. There is no antidote for the soul-tearing gas within, but there is is still knowledge we can use to fight against Vile. When I arrived, Mora welcomed me, and told me that I had his permission to search his realm for knowledge. It is a dangerous place filled with strange beings, but I cannot die in his realm. I believe I was correct when I guessed that he might want to learn from how I fight those dangers."

Pausing a moment, Meesei began to look slightly more uncomfortable. "Although, he did also offer a trade. He offered a secret of Daedric magic in exchange for the promise of the formula for the soul-tearing gas when and if we discover it. I...refused that deal. I do not want anyone having knowledge of that weapon, even if they are not currently our enemy. I did, however, offer him knowledge of the antidote, when we discover it. I do not reason that would be harmful to us. He seemed disappointed, but he did give me a lesser power in exchange. It felt...odd, to have the knowledge just planted in my mind in that manner."