Fortunately for Fendros, Jespric's bravery and bravado turned out to be far more empty than he would have liked them to believe. The sight of his daughter's pain melted away his resolve before their eyes. He had to shout over his daughter's screams to even be able to answer Fendros. "O-okay. I'll tell you, I'll tell you everything. Just stop; stop hurting her. By the divines, stop hurting her. I'll answer any question you want, just...get her away from my family."

Once Jespric agreed to capitulate, Ahnasha yanked the knife out of the table, and out of the girl's hand in a quick motion. It was painful, but less so than if she had done it slowly. The girl, still screaming at the top of her lungs, ran immediately to her mother, clutching her hand close to herself. Elinenne was speechless at the events that had unfolded so quickly before her. She held her arms tightly around her daughter, unconcerned by her own pain. 

"I'll go get a healer for them." Ahnasha announced, looking directly at the man. "Remember, this could have been so much easier, and so much more painless. Do not give us any more trouble." She warned. Ahnasha stepped into the other room for just a few moments to collect Sabine before returning. No doubt, the screaming had already given away what was happening within the room to some extent. Ahnasha did not leave entirely, but she did remain distant, observing from the doorway. 

Jespric could hardly collect his thoughts overall, so he started off with a question. "So...what exactly do you want to know? What questions should I answer? I know some about my employers, but I don't know everything."