Julan did not have a response for Janius in regards to the upcoming fight, though he had given him something to think about. He would be fighting someone who should be better than him, if their training was not too different. Although, he had no guarantees in regards to training. From what he had been told, their clan had given him better training than he usually would have had access to in most other places, but the fact remained that he knew nothing about the village's hunters. He truly had no idea what to be expecting. 

The mention of food was enough of a distraction to pull Julan back into reality. "Um, yes, I think I'm hungry. What kinds of things do you think they have?" He asked, though his attention was shifting to the people around them. Naturally, he, and especially Janius, attracted a lot of attention by the mere fact that they were present in the village. But, what Julan seemed to notice more than anything were a group of young Argonians, around his age. Back in the Silent City, there were a wide variety of residents, including Argonians, but Argonian children were still rather rare as permanent residents. In fact, there were only a handful, including Julan. It was a far different experience than being in a place where the [i]only[/i] people his age were Argonian. 

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"He was armed, and he tried to kill you. Were the roles reversed, he [i]would[/i] have killed you. Without hesitation." Ahnasha remarked without any hesitation. "You are looking at him too much as if he is like yourself. Truth is, these bandits are more like the animals you usually hunt than you think. Really, I would say they are even worse than the Falmer. At least those Elves have a few thousand years of insanity as their excuse for their crimes. Brigands like these are just pathetic all-around." 

Ahnasha looked down and gestured towards the body. "Just look a the body, but imagine it as someone else's. One of your aunts or uncles? Mayble Llarasa, or your eccentric, but kind-hearted grandmother? Imagine if one of them were just laying dead on the side of the road because a bandit decided they wanted their coinpurse. That is how much of animals these bandits really are. They chose to live their lives preying on the weak and innocent, and this is the price they deserve to pay. If we pulled a random Legion patrol off the road and showed them these bodies, they would probably commend us on our initiative. So yes, you killed that man, but in your position, he would have bled you out slowly, then [i]laughed[/i] about it. Watching you that whole time, I can say that I'm proud of you, Rhazii. Even with all of those worries swimming around in your head, you did what you needed to do. Your training really has set in well."