Ahnasha had not expected Runt to show up, although she had not been nearly as startled by her as Fendros, since she saw her approach. She nodded and smiled to her in thanks for her cure, then turned her attention back to Fendros. The Dunmer seemed to be stressed by the situation, which was understandable, but she couldn't help but to wonder if she should feel offended or not. His biggest problem seemed to be the fact that she was Khajiit. 

"Only if she has the ingredients to spare. Go ahead and drink up; it tastes terrible, but the effect is definitely worth it." Ahnasha said before quickly drinking her vial. "And I wouldn't be so suspicious about the possibility of a hybrid child. One's race in inherited from their mother, if you were unaware. My father actually was not Khajiit, he was a Bosmer. Like I said though, I will speak to Meesei about it. You shouldn't have to worry about having cubs of your own anytime soon."

Ahnasha moved to sit next to Fendros, then put a hand on his shoulder and looked at him sympathetically. "Come on, cheer up. Remember yesterday when we had that game of tag? I explained how no one out here is going to judge you for it? Well, that applies to drunken mating just as much as it does to children's games. Lorag will probably make jokes about it for a while, but no one is really going to care. Besides, its not like they haven't had encounters like this before. Not always drunk, but still, same thing. Well, other than Runt; she's too young."