Meesei stood up straight in front of the pair, hear head tilted very slightly to the side as she looked down on Marod. Though, she did give a few glances to Lunise to make sure that it did not seem like she was focusing solely on him. "An admirable stance, though even as you try to hide it, I can still smell your discomfort. It is understandable, and I doubt any lycan would judge you harshly for it. In most circumstances that we have interacted before, I have been more than happy to show you the courtesy of making you comfortable. We are allies, after all, and it only seems respectful to do so. However, this is a bit different. Myself, our clans, we want to make peace, and so we are willing to make concessions in how we act, the forms we take, when we come to you." 

Turning her head, Meesei motioned her hand towards the buildings around them. "But this is our home. It is one of the few places in Tamriel that we can feel safe, and that we can call our own. It is the one place we have where we do not have to feel like monsters to the people around us, no matter what form we take. It is the place where outsiders have to adapt to [i]us[/i], instead of the other way around. That is why many of the people are not going to act like the diplomats and representatives you are accustomed to meeting. They will not hesitate to remain transformed around you, and it is certainly not uncommon to have transformed lycans in public. We have no rules or customs against it; only those who have not yet mastered an acceptable level of control have any restrictions on where they can go or when they can transform. In this clan in particular, those are mostly children."

Meesei took a few steps closer to Marod and Lunise. It brought her into a normal conversational distance, but her stature meant that even Lunise had to crane her head somewhat to make eye contact. "So as you said, you will have to get used to this. And it may be more important to do so than you might think. No lycan is going to get outright angry or hostile with you if you accidentally give us [i]that[/i] look that we always see from outsiders, but I can say that being able to interact with us comfortably, even when transformed, would go a long way to helping them see you more favorably."

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Do'rhajul jerked his head around in a brief moment of surprise before he saw that it was Sabine behind him. He relaxed quickly, and answered her quietly. "I am yet to be stabbed by anyone, so I am well-enough at the moment. Though, I believe there is quite a lot among the people at this table which is being left unsaid."

When asked about Yerig, however, Do'rhajul looked more uncertain. "I saw Yerig for a few minutes as the feast was starting, but it appears he left early on. I do not know exactly where or why he left, but I believe it was back in the direction of the city."