Lunise emitted a short hum. She did not answer immediately.

"Even if she isn't [i]as[/i] old as Saint Alessia's rebellion," Janius said as he lifted off his helmet. "She might have been old enough to encounter the Thalmor's goals before they took power." He held the helmet under his arm. "Of course, she have reasons to lie."

At that point, Lunise lifted her eyes. "I do think it is worth asking her," she said. "But I shall not be the one speaking to her. It is my belief that she wishes to hold over my head compromising information. I am not [i]meant[/i] to know about the Thalmor's ultimate goals. This is a trap to have her tie strings around my wrists and tug at them."

"Wait," Fendros lowered his brow and tilted his head. "If you [i]don't[/i] investigate her, would that not imply to her that you know what she speaks of already?"

"It may, but that is not the point," Lunise corrected. "She cannot prove I know. Indeed, my protocol would be to make her known to my superiors. But I am no mindless thrall; any move against her would not turn out well short of shipping across the most powerful mages in the Dominion. I shall not grant her any purchase to use me or the forces that the Dominion may send." She turned her head to Meesei. "But you, Meesei? Or...Sabine, perhaps? You would both be right and prudent to follow up her little invitation. That knowledge cannot harm you. But she may still seek to lie and harm you in other ways. Vigilance is necessary."