Lunise walked to sit down on the bench opposite Nytala. She produce a handkerchief to wipe at her face, but her look of uncertainty did not leave her.

"What I have been doing, ultimately, all these years..." Lunise turned her eyes down. "It has been for the nation. For the Dominion. That has never changed, even after learning of those inside who wish to use it as a price for immortality. However, to say I have been a model Altmer is..." Her expression faltered. "...An overstatement." She met Nytala's eyes. "I did not expect to hear you express pride over me. Or, I should not have known what to expect. Father and I have not heard from you since the island disappeared."