Hal-Neesa gave a brief huff. "Typical. Too stubborn and thick-headed to see what is right in front of you. Though, I suppose I shouldn't be surprised, given your youth and inexperience. Sometimes, it almost physically pains me to know that people like you have the same potential as myself. If your leaders don't end up throwing it all away, of course." 

Again, Meesei found Hal-Neesa's words to be somewhat bizzare, considering her personality. She did not seem to be the type that would willingly admit to [i]anyone's[/i] potential, much less for it to be equal to her own. Regardless, Meesei saw the look that Lunise gave her, and she had no particular desire to engage Neesa in conversation, regardless. 

"We should get you situated here." Meesei finally interrupted. "We can deal with all of the details later, once I have spoken to my council."

Hal-Neesa quickly disregarded any response Lunise might have had as she turned her attention to Meesei. "Yes...I will require your finest room available. I had little hope for what that would mean coming here, but I suppose the fact that you are squatting in a Dwemer city will make it somewhat more comfortable." 

"Well, I am afraid our finest rooms are already taken, but..." Meesei began, though she was quickly interrupted.

"Then kick them out." Neesa demanded, narrowing her eyes. Meesei was about to open her mouth once more when Lorag stepped up alongside her and placed a hand on her shoulder. 

"Look, I'll handle this, Alpha. You've done plenty already today; take a break." He suggested. 

Meesei took in a long breath and took a moment to calm her mind. She doubted Lorag was keen on dealing with Neesa either, so he was probably offering purely out of sympathy for her. She agreed to Lorag with a silent nod while Neesa, without a word, snatched her bag out of Janius' hands. She started to leave without comment, though not without a few more judgmental glances towards Lunise. 

Somehow, Meesei was looking even more uncertain about the situation than she had been before the axe was empowered. She had anticipated that Molag Bal's help would come with a price, but she had not expected that the help [i]itself[/i] would be the price. "So..." Meesei began, though her words trailed off into uncertainty. 

Ahnasha watched with no shortage of suspicion with every step that Neesa took away from them. "I don't think I need to say how much I don't like this." 

Kaleeth had preferred to stay as quiet as possible with Neesa around, but she finally held up the axe, clutching it close to herself. "At least we have this...right?"