Sabine found herself at a short loss. She was happy to sit down and continue talking as they were. At the same time, she liked the control she had with the Ring on. She wanted to stand a little taller for a while.

"This may sound strange," Sabine began slowly. "But...I feel like doing something in this form. Something I could not do before. Like...cooking a meal for us." She raised a hand. "Um, but only if that is okay with you! I can give the ring back now if you like. It may not be appropriate."

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Again, Rhazii took a while to answer. His calmer mind evidently had to give the options some thought. After a couple of sighs and nearly a minute of patient waiting, he lifted one fist from his eye to his forehead. Ahnasha could just see that he was keeping his eyes shut. An answer quietly came from him.

"I can fight with a sword. I could do that." He paused. His nose was blocked. "And I enjoy learning magic. I want to keep doing that. But, I do not know if I want to focus on magic to fight with, like uncle Janius."

Fendros grabbed his shoulder and gave it a squeeze. "It's still a useful set of skills to focus on. I'm sure there are plenty of places in the militia for someone who can do those."

"Mm," Rhazii hummed, unconvinced. Fendros suspected that he was still unhappy about being left behind. Not that it could be helped. However, Rhazii's next question was not something Fendros predicted. "What about Julan? If I go out on missions, he'll be home alone."