Again, Julan looked somewhat confused. "Well...yeah, I'm not supposed to infect anyone. Even if someone was trying to hurt me, or worse, and I had to fight them, I'm not supposed to let them get infected. You've always told me that."

Julan scratched his head as he thought more on Janius' question. "But, um...other limits. Let's see, uhhh...I can't infect her and...oh, I can't let her know what we are. That's one. And, um, I can't...let her know about our home or clan. That's another. I can tell her all about Skyrim, but not anything about our city. Or cavern. Or other clans, I guess. Nothing about them. I just have to pretend we are normal people. Is that everything?"

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If there was anything that was similar between Ahnasha's mother and Calia, it was how much they had wanted to touch her upon seeing her again. Granted, their reasons were quite different. Ahnasha's whiskers twitched under Calia's touch, and she was soon smiling along with her. Ahnasha returned the embrace, which, she had to admit, did erode some of the worry she had been building up in anticipation of their picnic. "Well, I do my best to be a lovely wife for your son, especially since he is just as wonderful of a husband. And it is good to hear that your health is better than ever."

Shevari's mentality towards her cooking made Fendros' family the "customer" for her meal, so she was naturally smiling and friendly the moment she saw them coming up the path. Though there were still a few dishes that needed some last minute attention, she stepped forward with an expression that was as bright as her scales. "That sounds wonderful." Shevari answered towards Llarasa. "What sort of wine is it? I would like to figure out what course it would go best with."