[i]"I, um...okay. Just give me a minute"[/i] Julan replied, moving slowly and lingering around in the water for a minute before finally climbing out of the river and following after his father. At the very least, it did look like he had actually been cleaned reasonably well. 

Janius' deception seemed effective, as Julan seemed genuinely confused about what he wanted and why they would be speaking in private. He just looked up at his father, curiously and somewhat confused. 

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As demanding as Shevari was, there was something impressive about how she managed to cook so many meals so quickly and efficiently, and while still paying close attention to the fine details of each dish. She was going to be able to make a much larger meal for them in the few hours they had than Fendros might have expected. 

Given Cheydinhal's proximity to Morrowind, Shevari had access to the right ingredients to make the core of their meal from Dunmer cuisine. She was making a special stew from a recipe that had once been popular in Vivec, which she had learned from a former resident of the city. At the same time, she was preparing a Telvanni frittata, similar to the popular kwama egg quiche, a side dish of Redoran peppered melons, and even an Ashlander nix-hound chili. Although, she gave no explanation on how she came across that sort of recipe. Provided Ahnasha was able to find their main course, they would also be having a kagouti roast. Beyond Dunmer cuisine, she was also planning on a few dishes from Imperial and Breton cuisine, with a dessert of Summerset rainbow pie, Sun's Height pudding, and her own personal sweetroll recipe. 

Shevari grabbed the bittergreen from Rhazii and gave him his next command before she had even turned back around. "Get the cabbage to the frittata and stoke the fire under the chili. That should've already been done by now." She began, interrupting herself as she dashed over to the chili and sniffed the air over it. "No, no, the fire wasn't hot enough. If we don't get the sausages going now, they'll never be done in time. Get another fire going! Quick, quick!" 

A few more minutes, mistakes, and delays later and Shevari was dashing between fires, muttering angry-sounding words in Jel to herself. She eventually stopped in front of Rhazii, looking as if she were going to expel all of her frustration at once. "Rhazii, this is not..." She began, but all at once, stopped in silence. Her Argonian eyelids blinked upwards a few times, and all of the tension in her body suddenly deflated. She stood up straight in front of him, smiling with her hands clasped together. "Oh, um...my apologies. I got a little carried away there. I sometimes...forget myself when I'm cooking."