Fendros did not know what he wanted to say. In the long pause between them, he clenched his jaw and look up at a distant cavern wall.

"...You know I know you do necromancy," he stated, clearly taking a careful pace to avoid raising his voice. "The whole pack knows. But Hal-Neesa is the single [i]most[/i] dangerous person we personally know. Someone we have no business trusting. Why..." He stopped to look painfully at Ahnasha. "...Why did you keep this a secret?"

Sabine stuttered in response. "I...of-of course." She brought the kettle forward to manually boil it's contents with her magic. "A map would be invaluable. With more likely places to search, I will try to find the scouts and take them elsewhere. I will find the time."