"I know it is not going to be easy, and I understand that it might feel impossible, but you do have the strength to overcome this. And you do not have to do it alone." Meesei responded. She could not truly understand how Sabine was feeling, unfortunately, as she had never experienced anything quite so terrifying. Meesei had been on the edge of death on several occasions, but she had never been the victim of such relentless cruelty. Still, it was also true that Meesei was no stranger to long-lasting pain, even if it was of a more physical nature. "I remember after the battle in Elsweyr, the effects my wounds had on me. The silver shards embedded in my flesh took years to remove; I relied upon your potions just to stay alive. You were there to support me through it all, just as I am going to be here for you. My injuries were physical, easy to see, but that does not mean the scars in your mind are not just as real."

Meesei managed to smile, though it still showed the pain she felt on Sabine's behalf. "The only difference is that you are strong enough to recover much more quickly. I am sure of it. I will help you in any way I can." As Meesei finished speaking, she placed both of her hands firmly onto the Staff of Magnus. She pulled on it, not hard enough to make it feel like she was trying to yank it from Sabine's grasp, but just hard enough to suggest that she wanted Sabine to release it to her.