Both Do'rhajul and Yerig followed Sabine just as instructed and tried to avoid calling too much attention to themselves. There were some strange looks towards both Sabine and Do'rhajul along the way, but it was difficult to tell exactly what was out of place for them. The High Rock clans had obviously been informed of Sabine's capture, but they did not know if word had spread to other Tamriel clans. The Rueful Axe was quite a unique looking weapon, but the knowledge that they had been looking to obtain it had been a strict secret among the highest ranking members of the clan, so the average member of the clan would not know of its significance, even on the off-chance that they did recognize it. 

Eventually, the trio moved away from the more crowded, public sections of the city and towards the quarters for the various, higher ranking members of the clan. It was midday, so most were attending to their duties out in the city and were away from their quarters. They were able to get all the way up the stairs to the highest level of the Dwemer building without running into anyone who recognized Do'rhajul. 

Sabine would likely be disappointed to find that Meesei was not in her room, nor were any of the other members of their pack in any of the other rooms. Based on the scents she would be able to pick up in the hall, they had not been there all day. However, Sabine was also likely to be surprised by the state in which they found Meesei's chamber. Between the clutter strewn across the room, broken furniture, and even scorch marks on the walls, it looked almost like a fight had taken place in it. Meesei was not obsessively organized by any means, but this was no state that Meesei would normally have left her room in. 

"Is this...normal?" Yerig questioned as he rubbed his hand over one of the black marks on the wall.