While somewhat lost in dressing with heroism in mind, Sabine went along with Meesei's suggestions. They eventually settled for some simple, practical clothing with a thick pelt-lined cloak. The fur was not only warm and cosy, but performed a small measure of making Sabine look bulkier than usual. The cloak also made her necklace more focal. However, during the selection, Sabine was not especially picky. She was distracted. Likely by her upcoming speech. Sabine remained quite all the way to the feast itself. Holding the staff did make her stand up straighter and put her shoulders back. The anxieties that pervaded without the power in her hands were not overcome just yet, it appeared. Seeing Ri'kalesh put an excited smile on Sabine's face that she realised she had not shown since Karl left her room. "Ra-...Ri'kalesh!" She remembered the proper title at the last moment. "It is so very good to see you again." Sabine took Ri'kalesh's hand, hesitated, and then pulled him into a hug. "How is La'khay? How is Ciinriel? How is Tzirret? How...how is [i]everyone?[/i]"