Ahnasha shrugged, moving herself in close to Fendros and glancing to the door. This was all not going quite as she had expected, but she supposed that was not a bad thing. She had expected much worse. "Well, if your mother convinced him that the threat we're fighting is real, then he might just genuinely see the need. I mean, regardless of the kind of man your father might be, I doubt he wants to die and have his soul stolen by Vile. And if he does care about his family, then he doesn't want the same to happen to them. I mean, by Hircine, that monster [i]Neesa[/i] is going to be fighting with us, and she is essentially the definition of heartless. It might be simple self-preservation."

"Perhaps." Meesei remarked, though she was not entirely certain herself. "It could be that he never showed his true colors in the time you knew him, Fendros. Or at least, not the full extent of his character. I doubt your family ever endured this sort of a crisis while you were with them."

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Hal-Neesa did not even bother to look away from the mechanism in her reply. "Obviously. I took it as a given that you would provide me with whatever I ask. You're the one that cares about your people's casualties, not me. I shall give you a list of all of the items I will need. Though...I should probably give you a list of descriptions of the items; I doubt you a have the understanding to recognize them properly by name. And of course, keep those 'scholars' away from here, and away from me. I showed them all mercy before, but if any of those fools find their way up here again after I already warned them away, then I will not guarantee that no one will be...injured."