Meesei hugged Sabine, placing her hand upon the back of her head. "I know it is not going to be easy, Sabine, but I only want what is best for you. We can get help for you back in our clan, and I will be there with you every step of the way." She said reassuringly. Meesei felt confident that, once enough time had passed and everything that had happened was not as fresh on her mind, she would be able to accept the fact that they were safe in their clan. The Silent City was extremely well-protected, and violence among members of the clan was not common. At least, not unsanctioned violence. The fact that challenges and duels were not only an accepted practice among lycans, but an encouraged one likely contributed to that fact. 

After she was finally comfortable with releasing Sabine, Meesei walked back over to the dragon, then telekinetically pulled the staff behind it back to her hand. She hoped that Sabine would soon come to be less reliant on it for comfort, but she would be consulting with Saraya on the issue. The Khajiit was much more of an expert than Meesei, after all.

There were a few moments of silence as Meesei looked over the Dragon, taking in its size. "The Dragon, I would like to claim its body. As aggressive and dangerous as this one was, I feel it would be a disservice to such an impressive being to just let its body rot. From what you described, he was a proud warrior. I think we should at least honor his remains by using them. Do you think this staff could create a large enough portal to bring the body through?"