"I cannot help but feel I would not be suited to it." Lunise readjusted. She was sweating to the point of discomfort. She even released a hand to cast a spell; it made her dress cool to the touch like the stone in Blackreach.

"I grew up in a city. I travel between cities. Holidays are not easily obtained in my profession." Lunise leaned in closer. "I might drag you all down. I might hate it. But, you have proven me wrong more times than I can control already. I shall keep you in mind if there comes a lapse in my duties."

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A small laugh bubbled up Fendros' throat. "I think Rhazii deserves some credit. He'll be fine. You are right, though..." Fendros took up the wine and took a deeper draught. He exhaled and wiped his mouth, before stepping around beside Ahnasha. "You know those musicians that joined the clan last year? I hear they host public dances in one of the larger halls each week. And they play long into the night." He extended a hand. "I feel like joining in until we can hardly stand, and then finding a quiet spot to spend time until we can hardly stay awake. How about you?"