After a quick moment of thought, Marcaano nodded his head. "Yes, of course. I suppose that would be needed for you. I shall go arrange to have some clothing and supplies brought to you at once." 

Zyausak shook his head lightly and started to chuckle to himself. "We have planned to allow you to visit here for at least the last thirty years, yet we did not already have everything you needed prepared when you finally did arrive. I suppose that demonstrates just how infrequently we receive visitors here. If nothing else, perhaps we can learn the proper etiquette of a host from you during your stay?"

Zyausak's joking response did not elicit much of a response from Marcaano, who gestured for Zyausak to follow him before glancing quickly to Lunise and Meesei. "Yes, well, we will give you some time to yourselves to settle in while we arrange for what you have requested." 

Once Marcaano and Zyausak stepped away, Meesei and Lunise were finally left alone together, even if it would only be for a short time. Their room was not the most furnished or well-decorated, but Meesei still had to stop and take in her surroundings all the same. The mere reality of staying in Artaeum as guests was enough by itself to excite her. In stark contrast to the act Lunise put on in front of the Psijics, Meesei showed a simple, genuine joy in her smile as she stepped up behind Lunise and put her arms around her waist. "I know that what your mother had to say to us was not completely pleasant to discuss, but I do think I am confident in saying that I am glad we came. Whether or not you end up personally on the battlefield when the time comes, you should know how grateful I am for all of the help you have given to my people, and me in particular. Your support has meant the world to me, Lunise, and I am just glad I could give something back to you by bringing you here."