Lunise turned her eyes to the ground and raised her brow. While taking a deep breath through her nose to think of a response, Fendros spoke up.

"Have a seat. You don't need to stand away from us." Fendros beckoned Lunise over.

For an uncertain moment, Lunise stood holding her breath. She glided forward in no hurry and lowered herself to join the group, even if her clean dress did not fit exactly with the practical or absent clothing of the pack around her. "Rimmen is..." She twisted her head once the word came to her. "...a project. Currently, it is a thriving, if middling, trade city. Though there are occasional issues with skooma traffickers, it is a fine example of assimilation into the dominion." Lunise's tone began to swipe around like her professional self again. "We turned it from a discontent hotbed of rebellious thought to a positive contributor to Anequina. It is safe, law-abiding, and content."