There was something amusing about seeing Julan in such an apparent daze. Janius would have been worried if it was not simply Hist sap. For now, he just smiled and ruffled the top of Julan's head. "You're doing great. You can relax."

Tunxeek looked down and his lips twitched. [i]"It sounds like you are afraid of it."[/i] He picked up the bowl of sap in both hands. After a second looking into it, he turned his eyes up to Kaleeth and offered her the bowl. [i]"You don't have to be."[/i]

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Fendros took Ahnasha's middle pause to huff and half-turn away. "Oh, I see, so he'll listen to an Argonian and an Imperial instead," he said sarcastically, though it was missing Ahansha's point.

He clutched the back of a chair and squeezed until his knuckles were white, closing his eyes. When Ahnasha finished, he threw up a hand, paused, and sighed, slowly lowering his arm and relaxing his hands. "Ahnasha," he said, just above the threshold of a calm tone. "Why should he even believe us? And if it's Marod and his men strolling up and outing him as an extremely dangerous individual and asking him politely to fight for them, how do you think he would react?"