Meesei grinned with a nod towards Ariel. "I did indeed. Recommended to me by a respected scholar in Summerset, no less. He described it as the most complete treatise on the subject that he knew of. I have not read through it completely, but I do not need to in order to know of the extent of your expertise. You were the one to first conceive of the suppression gas, and your work provided an antidote to it when Vile's followers further refined it. I can think of no other who would know more about lycan souls than you, Ariel."

Hal-Neesa, meanwhile, did not take too long to get over her speechlessness. She had regained her composure, but there was something in her visage that just appeared...different. Meesei no longer felt that perpetual air of disdain that Neesa radiated. It was an observation that was further confirmed when she finally spoke. "I will help you. I have some reference material that may be relevant; I will go collect them." She said, simply and directly. 

While Neesa did start to leave rather suddenly, the outright ease with which she had agreed to help was a surprise even to Meesei. There was no arguing, no boasting or insults, no deals that had to be made. She had simply agreed...just like that. In contrast to Meesei's expectations, it felt bizarre.