There was much implied in Ahnasha's words, but Calia did not outwardly react. She simply addressed each point, one by one.

"I am abundantly aware of your differing lifespans. This decision you have made to marry after your time together tells me that you have accepted that fact. There is no reason to attempt to comfort me there." Calia regained a small smile. "And I appreciate your concern, but it shall only take a few years of good growing seasons to fund procurement of the ingredients for my eye remedy. It would not be appropriate to place any such burden on you on your wedding day. Of everything else, I would wish to speak with you more after the ceremony."

Calia suddenly shot up one finger between them, interrupting whatever insistence Ahnasha may have had. "As I was saying before, Ahnasha." Her chin angled slightly upwards. "You are to become a wife today. You shall be taking oaths today, and I expect you to uphold them. I also expect you to see to the wellbeing of not just one another, but your marriage. I am unaware of your preconceptions of this, but just because you may not live as long as us, it does not mean you may treat this like any imperial marriage. Dunmer, like any mer, understand the depths of time and its way of changing things. There will be times where one or both of you are frustrated with the other, in hard times, in contempt, breaking boundaries of trust. Both of you may change. When that happens, I want you to remember that this marriage is not a superficial nicety, it is a challenge against the centuries. It will be hard work. Keep it healthy and strong for you and your family, and you will be healthy and strong as well." Calia's chin levelled. "Do you understand?"

There was something of an awkward moment between Fendros' siblings and the pack. Neither knew who should begin. Fendros broke it.

"So, it has been quite some time," Fendros said, holding his palms together. "Monderyn, Llarasa, these are my friends. As a reminder: Meesei, Lorag, Kaleeth-Rei, Sabine, Janius, and the children, Newt and Rhazii." He gestured behind the pack. "Right, and Gallus. He is...also a friend, though not a regular of our travelling group." Fendros was glad that he remembered to censor himself in front of the priest.

Llarasa, remembering all of their faces, nervously grinned and gave them all quiet greetings. To the children, she let inhaled with a wide smile. "Hello there! My, Rhazii, you have grown so much since I last saw you! And your name was Newt? Oh, you are just adorable!" Llarasa peered up at Kaleeth and Janius. "Is this little one yours?"

Monderyn gave nods to the pack, but kept his arms crossed and his lips sealed. Fendros took his arm and encouraged him closer to Meesei and Lorag, which elicited a mildly fearful look on his face. Fendros noticed and stopped to give him a few words.

"Brother, you've given your apologies and we have given you forgiveness," Fendros said. "There's nothing to worry about, I promise. At least share some words."

"What words to I have to share, Fendros?" Monderyn complained under his breath. "I am not welcome amongst your...friends."

Fendros pat a hand on Monderyn's back. "You cannot know that until you have tried. Come, you can start with a 'hello.'"

Monderyn was encouraged by Fendros' hand to at least move to face Meesei and Lorag. He didn't quite give a simple greetings. Instead, he pursed his lips and avoided eye contact. "I suppose I owe you just as much of an apology for the last time we met."