Meesei waved a hand at Rhazii. "Oh, do not worry about me. I have come to find that there is nothing wrong with relaxing from time to time. You just need to keep...appropriate caution in mind. In fact, I can give you some advice, Rhazii. Do not chase the kind of responsibility that I have, at least not yet. Let yourself be young and free. Live, make mistakes, and do not rush to jail yourself with duty. Responsibility is something you...grow into." Meesei said, even if her final point did not follow [i]completely[/i] from Rhazii's statement. 

When Monderyn and Llarasa finally arrived, Meesei, for the most part, simply smiled at the exchange between the siblings. She was not as completely attentive as usual, but she did at least not appear to be overtly drunk. She was relaxed, lighter in both her mood and movements. It took her a second to notice and react to Monderyn, but she nevertheless shook his hand cheerfully. "Thank you, it is good to be here. And it is always...wonderful to see a family reunited."

Ahnasha, meanwhile, could not remain as tense as she had been in the face of Llarasa's friendly greeting. Although, it did remind her of yet another potential point of contention in regards to her own youth. Regardless, she had no intention of harming the current mood. "Yes, well, I can certainly say I have put a lot of effort into it. It is good to see you again, Llarasa. I am sure we all have a lot of catching up to do. I can't wait to hear about what you have been doing." 

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For the first time since he arrived, Harriet managed to throw Lorag at least slightly off of his guard, as he looked to be almost as surprised as Narsi. A part of him wondered if it should give him cause to be suspicious of her. "I'm...not gonna lie, I didn't expect you to agree [i]that[/i] quickly." He commented; however, he regained his composure just as quickly as she had shaken it. 

Lorag cleared his throat. "Hmph, well, maybe you just got smarter in all this time." He continued before focusing his attention squarely onto Narsi. "Point is, girl, you ain't seen what it is you're saying 'no' to. Your mother lived in a clan once, she believed in it. Believed in it enough to kill for it. Only problem is that she decided to kill like a cowardly Elf, instead of like a true Orc. If she'd challenged Jerrick to his face, you'd be the daughter of a clan leader instead of an exile. But you ain't her, and you didn't inherit her crimes. You've still got that choice, so it's only right that you see the choice with your own eyes."