If Nytala had any frustrations, she was not showing it outwardly. Although, she was showing some degree of discomfort when Lunise made the suggestion for tests, which carried over into her response. "I...no, I am not trying to say time is meaningless. Quite the opposite, in fact. I want to make sure that Meesei is able to live to her eternity, just as much as you certainly do. I am just trying to convince  you that Meesei's limitless years beyond her death is far more important than any number of years before it. I wish I could do what you ask and carry out those tests; I am capable of it. But, I am not permitted to right now. You have to understand, the Psijic order is exceptionally cautious about interfering. There were many years of debate for the council to agree to allow me to merely give you counsel in this matter. To start designing tests and casting spells on her would be a far more direct sort of interference, and I would have to seek the council's approval once more. I don't agree with them, I want to do as you ask, but my hands are tied right now."

With only a short pause, Nytala put a hand lightly onto Lunise's shoulder. "Like I said, I don't want to keep you too long. I would guess Meesei still needs you right now. I promise, I will try to convince the council to allow me to search for more direct evidence  for you. Even if you are not convinced, could you at least mention to her that the...option I mentioned is a possibility? You could discuss it with her and see what perspective she brings to the conversation."

Meesei, meanwhile, had not so much as moved from the bed, though she was far from idle. Whenever Lunise did finally return, she would find Meesei, strangely enough, sitting on the bed in her werewolf form, staring down intently at her open hands. Her face would be difficult to read, but there would be little question that she was in deep thought.