Sabine smiled and nodded quickly. She was visibly excited to give Ariel and Rukeewei a tour, even if they may have been nervous about this new place.

"We should probably unpack and get settled," Fendros said, taking Rhazii by the hand. He addressed Ariel and Rukeewei before making any motion to leave. "Our rooms are all relatively close to one another, you two. Stop in and we'll get you a hot drink."

Janius chimed in. "Indeed, I doubt we'll be moving around too much for the rest of the night. As for who you stay with," Janius gestured one hand. "We have some room, as much as anyone else. It's your choice. At any rate, it shouldn't be too hard to secure a room for yourselves."

"You could stay with me if you want," Sabine added.

"Or us as well, if you don't mind Rhazii waking up from a bad dream every now and then." Fendros said with a grin. "As Janius said, it's your choice."

Soon enough, the pack separated to go about their various tasks. Newt and Rhazii were no doubt looking forward to meeting their friends again. Sabine was in a similar position, though seeing Peiter again gave her a twinge of anxiety. Giving her sister and her husband a tour was a distraction she was happy to pay more attention to.

The three of them started with the basic ameneties; food, water, bathing, clothes washing, supplies, and the like. The clan was growing, but it was still hardly larger than a sizable village and as such, the living conditions were still very communal as in Bruma. Food was rationed, tasks were rotated, and people helped each other. Ariel wasn't sure what to make of the interdependence everyone shared. The city was a contrast in that regard. They moved on to the particular people that they could see for specialist help, such as the blacksmiths and the healers. Ariel tried to put on a brave face when meeting the new people, though most of them were friendly enough. Non-lycans weren't an unseen sight in the clan these days. Not to mention, Sabine's attachment to the champion gave her endorsement more weight than usual.

The time eventually came to show Sabine's primary workplace and what would soon be Ariel's as well; the alchemy lab. Technically, it was an annex of a multi-roomed building complex that had been claimed defacto by Darahil and the previous occupants of the scholar's loft in Bruma, though the greater area and separating walls meant that disciplines of magic and research could have their own spaces now. The Dwemer scholars had their own rooms, as did the magical scholars, the historians of Falmer and Ayleid, Darahil's private office, and of course the alchemists. It naturally followed that the scholars themselves would pick living quarters nearby.

The tour of the other areas would come later. Instead, the door to the Marcaille's chamber stood before them, bronzed as any other Dwemer metal door in the city. Sabine had come to befriend Marcaille in their hours of work together, and wanted to introduce Ariel in any case. Meesei's recommendation was secondary.

Ariel leaned down slightly to Sabine. "Remind me, Marcaille is the leader of the research into the cure, yes?"

"Mm, Darahil is the leader of the scholars," Sabine answered. "But, Marcaille knows a lot about alchemy, more than Darahil, so she is the leader for the cure. It is not written down that way, though." Sabine turned her head and smiled at Ariel. "She is nice. And really smart."

Sabine stepped forward and knocked on the door three times.