Meesei was slow to answer. She ran her fingers through Lunise's hair, and just took a few moments in silence to collect herself. "Honestly, I am not completely certain how it will affect her long-term. Right now, she is obviously shaken. She was able to use the Staff of Magnus to overcome seemingly insurmountable opposition after her capture, but now she almost seems to rely on the Staff for comfort. Without it she does not feel safe. But, we do have people in our clan who are experienced with helping others recover from such troubles. There is a Khajiit named Saraya in our clan who Sabine agreed to speak to before I left. Traumatic experiences are all too common among a lycan clan, so she is quite experienced in helping people. I am hopeful for Sabine; she has already recovered from worse pain than this before. And she is still showing signs of the strength that I know is within her."

The demeanor that Meesei held may have seemed oddly opposed to her actual words. She hesitated, and looked to be uncertain and uncomfortable as she continued. "There was...the matter of how to deal with Do'rhajul. Many in the clan want him dead, and with good reason. He is responsible for the deaths of countless innocents, and is the reason for much of the success of our enemy. But, Sabine does not. She has shown nothing but a desire to protect him. Not only did he betray Vile, but he swore his life in service to Sabine, specifically, after their ordeal. Upon the recommendation of my council, Sabine now plans to form a pack of her own, with Do'rhajul, and I presume others."