Sabine wrapped herself a little tighter in her oversized cloak. She thought for another moment. Though her expression was still neutral, if negative, Yerig had not discouraged her. "I was never beaten by Meesei when I misbehaved. If I ruined a hide, I had to hunt for another one. If I broke something, I had to make a replacement. I made it right again."

It was a simplistic idea. One that Sabine knew she had to elaborate if she wanted the others to understand. "...Rhajul cannot bring those people back that he killed. But he can save their souls from Clavicus Vile. That is better justice than getting executed."

Whether or not the team had discerned the plans Meesei and her pack had, Sabine did not want to go back on her claim of the impossible.