While trying to listen to Meesei, Ariel had her head between her hands and was looking more anxious by every passing moment. She responded first with a high-pitched groan before any words. "I could hardly convince Rukee to leave his inn. I don't even know whether the coin would help; that place is his love and livelihood. He's had it with his brother for years!"

Ariel's hands went over her face and ran over the top of her head, pulling back the loose strands of frizzy hair that had escaped her bun before they sprang forth at the end of their length again. "Maybe," she said flatly. "I do not know. It would have to involve sitting him down and telling him everything, especially the danger you are all in." Ariel cocked her head as her speculation changed her tone. "Now, he might be a little confronted. I'm not sure if he will like it -- leaving Thorn, that is -- but he knows how much you mean to me, Sabine. He might be receptive."

Ariel scrunched her face up and relaxed it with a sigh. "The thing is, Meesei, working out affairs with him my involve his brother as well. What do you think should be done about that? If Rukeewei ends up coming along, that is?"

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Being solemn and respectful, Gallus clasped his hands together and walked outside behind Yizan and his family. When Yizan was placed on the root, he was standing nearby without knowing what was expected.

Gallus looked around unsurely when Yizan asked him a question. He wasn't sure whether anything new was gracing his senses. Gallus lightly shook his head. "I'm afraid I do not know what you are referring to. If it is the Hist, I am not sure that I share that sense."

It was Gallus' best guess. He had picked up a few finer details of Argonian culture from Cuts and the Hist was most likely what he was referring to with the context. Gallus looked on at the root and wondered if he should lay his head back on it like Yizan-Lei or whether he would have to drink some sap like Sabine did.