Meesei's expression remained just as encouraging as it had been when Sabine had broken down back in Cheydinhal. "Your sister is completely correct. Personally, I believe Ariel could have some good advice for you. Honestly, I think siblings possess an extra sense devoted to helping each other." 

Meesei chuckled. "Last time we spoke about this, Sabine turned the tables on me and started questioning me on my romantic tastes. You are clever like that. I do not think that will work on your sister, though. It is already established that she has a taste in kind, handsome Argonian innkeepers." She said as she turned her head back to Sabine. She was keeping her tone light to preserve levity in the conversation. Meesei felt that the more times Sabine could approach this type of conversation lightheartedly, the easier it would be for her to move past Peiter completely.

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Najan's irritated expression gave Gallus a very clear answer to his uncertainty. "Do not draw out his feelings any longer than you have to."

Quickly shifting to a much more solemn tone, Najan brought his hands together and looked down at Yizan. "According to this man, your mother perished on her quest. I am sorry, nephew."

"I know she did the very best for you." The Argonian woman at his bedside added. She was obviously affected by the news as well, but as Najan had said before, they had already come to terms with her fate.

Yizan could not bring himself to make eye contact with either Gallus or his uncle for at least a minute straight. He was silent for a while before finally speaking up weakly, but clearly. His Cyrodilic was accented, but better than that of his uncle. "Did she find the cure?"