Julan did not understand Carajjo's expressions, and was particularly confused about what it meant to give "many eyes" to someone. Given his education as a hunter to use every part of the creatures they killed, it would not seem strange at all for Julan to take Carajjo's words quite literally. They had just eaten dinner, after all. Carajjo could have also been confused, as he seemed to be an eccentric man. He had referred to him as an "Argonian Kitten", which did not make much sense to him at all.

"I guess we're going to the quarters then?" Julan commented as he started to walk right behind Aurana. "Let's go, you're walking slow."

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Meesei started to move her hand on Lunise's shoulder down her back, softly and rhythmically rubbing it. Her hand that Lunise was holding on to was glowing slightly as a result of the magic she was using to maintain their air bubble. For a few moments, there was silence as Meesei took in a deep breath, and Lunise's scent along with it. For someone with an acute sense of smell like an Argonian lycan, scent could communicate just as much information as someone's words or body language. Even moreso, usually, since it was involuntary. 

Meesei nestled her snout comfortably against Lunise's neck. "I think there is much I could prove to you about your true opinions and your...passions. Particularly about non-Elves." Meesei moved her hand from Lunise's back, pushing it underneath Lunise, then wrapping her arm upwards across her chest to let her hand rest just beneath her neck. Meesei wrapped Lunise more tightly into her embrace, closed her eyes, and smiled as she spoke quietly. "Is that what you want?"