Meesei felt Lunise reciprocating Meesei's hidden approaches, only for her to tense up from the dragon roar. She sighed. "I do not think I could ever get used to those creatures." "I would love to go travelling," Karl said. He wrapped his arms down around Sabine's middle to pull her to his front at an angle. From here, with Sabine looking up, he could see her face clearly. "My eyes have always made travel difficult. I have only been to a few cities. But with a companion, I could go further." He gave Sabine a smile. "Where would you want to go?" Sabine grinned brightly. "Vvardenfell, Thorn, the Imperial City, Leyawiin, the Tenmar Forest, the Graht Oaks, the Summerset Isles...then just keep going." "Keep going? It sounds like we'd never stop." "We would stop eventually," Sabine said. Karl smiled and looked to Lunise. "Mention of the Isles reminds me. I was going to ask your background, Lunise. If you don't mind me asking. All of us have shared." Lunise was relaxed enough that she was leaning her head on Meesei's. She opened her eyes and calmly responded. "Not as interesting, I am afraid. I was..." Meesei's hands crossed a border that elicited a look from Lunise. "Excuse me a moment." Lunise leaned over and scooped up Meesei's legs and lower back to lift her onto her lap. She was now entrapped in Lunise's arms and suffering retributive ministrations. Nevertheless, Lunise continued to answer calmly. "There, better. As I was saying, I was infected on a beach by a werewolf during something of a mission for the Dominion. I was part of their judiciary, you see. I was forced to resign and move out into the countryside when I realised that it was not something I could control on my own, and I have since taken my talents to various clans within the Dominion. Meesei and myself met on a similar mission, as it happened. Though it is all rather boring." Karl nodded. "I shan't be asking for details if you don't want to share them." "No, it is merely a matter of interest. As well as professional confidentiality." Lunise turned her attention to Meesei with a narrow-eyed smile that could only be described as malignant. "Now, Meesei, I believe you owe us an embarrassing story about your lovely Sabine."