The costs of joining the Psijic Order entered Lunise's mind well before Nytala turned her to face her. Even as she did, Nytala saw Lunise's eyes looking right through her.

Lunise carefully took Nytala's hand and placed it on the bench. With a blank frown, she looked at the ground in front of the bench and blinked. She could not take a deeper breath than was absolutely required.

"I must stay on Tamriel to stop the Thalmor leadership," she stated in a monotone. "Meesei must come here to find an answer to her soul, if it is her best chance. There is a significant chance she will decline your offer when she finds out. I cannot allow that."

In a pause, she pulled her lower lip between her teeth.

"She will just attempt the impossible again."