Meesei quickly noticed what she interpreted as surprise in Fendros' reaction, but did not dwell on it. In truth, she was somewhat surprised as well, but it was a pleasant surprise for her, as it meant he was far more likely to be a true asset to their invasion. "Well, then it seems Ahnasha's instincts were correct. I am sure we all know the reputation of Telvanni wizards, and that degree of experience can produce great strength through necessity. I am hopeful that your strength and experience will save lives during what lies ahead, though if I am being honest, if it were my choice, I would not want to pull you back into war, Rossarm. I would rather allow you to retire in peace, but the Daedra do not have a habit of giving us such choices, do they?"

"At any rate..." Meesei continued. She glanced briefly at Saras, as she noticed he was now concentrating more strongly on Rossarm's face and other features. However, since Saras said nothing for the moment, she simply continued to question Rossarm. "...I would like to hear your own thoughts on what sort of military force you would be the most comfortable fighting alongside. I know the Legion was active in Morrowind during the timeframe you described, but it does not sound like you fought with them."

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Julan nodded to Janius, though his eyes were soon examining the markings on his own arms. "Yes...sort of. That is the...thought they gave me I think. I'm not too sure; I don't really understand all of this, but I don't think any of it was an accident. Mother leaving the village, being with you, and me not...being a part of the Hist. I think they expected it. I was afraid they would hate what I am, but the only feeling that kept coming to me over and over was just sadness."

There was another sigh as Julan's arms flopped back down by his side. "I don't know why I have to get all these marks if I'm never going to be a part of them, but I guess there's no going back now."