"Is that so? I would think I would like to persuade Lunise to mate with me in my lycan form, as impossible of a task as that would be. How do you think one might try to convince a Thalmor Justiciar that it would be worthwhile to try? This form does have some...impressive attributes." Meesei responded, though it was not long until she stopped holding back her laughter. "All this time, and it is still just as easy to fluster you. Ah, but do not worry. I am just teasing you. Even I am not so cruel as to make you put any detailed thought into the intimate details of your mother's life."

Rolling back over onto her stomach, Meesei looked at Sabine somewhat more seriously, but still while in quite good spirits. "Honestly, though, I am glad you have Karl. There was a time in our lives where I was quite worried about how your experiences would affect you. We went through a lot, you in particular. Pieter's injury changed him, made him bitter and caused him to turn to alcohol. I can understand it, certainly, but I was worried you would blame yourself. I was worried it might keep you from getting close to anyone else again. It has been such a relief to see that things have turned out as well as they have. The last I heard about him, Pieter's life has turned around for the better, and of course I know well how your life has developed. Perhaps one day soon, you will be able to retire. There is nothing more that I have wanted in my life than to give you the chance to live yours. You are only...what, by this point? Thirty? You still have plenty of time to settle down, have children, raise a family. After this is over, you will have that freedom."