The two Dunmer leaders were quick to silence what they had been talking about when Fendros sat down beside them, though that could have just been because they were far more interested in speaking to him. The older Dunmer man was the first to speak, leaning in somewhat and speaking in a hushed tone that would be drowned out by the other conversations around them. "I can say that I have been satisfied with our treatment, yes. I do accept that a celebration is...appropriate, but I do have a concern." He said, his expression quickly becoming starkly serious. "Are you sure this is the wisest course of action, Fendros? Referring of course to your treatment of our former enemy. I am sure that I am not alone in my concerns over trusting the assistance of a murderer. Can you truly discern between genuine guilt and a devious actor?"

The Daggerfall clan's leader too dropped anything he might have been doing when Sabine approached him, though unlike the Dunmer, he was less willing to speak openly. He looked at Sabine briefly, but soon continued to scan his eyes across the others in attendance. "A fine feast, is it not? I would say you did well in your role in putting it together. Truthfully, dragon flesh seems to be decidedly average as a meal, but its novelty cannot be questioned, certainly. What I think I could use right now is another fine glass of wine. Would you care to join me?" He asked before standing from his seat. Of course, the feast's organizers would bring anyone at their table whatever drink they asked for, so it was merely an obvious excuse to speak to Sabine away from earshot of the others.