Fendros looked ahead, leaning his elbows on his legs. A flush went over him as he pulled back his frustrations over Ahnasha's continued delving into dangerous magic. He levelled his tone carefully, but in doing so partially gave away his overall misgivings: "It's different now. She may have kept her word when Molag Bal himself expressed interest. But now, if she decides to betray us, she may not have to answer to her master."

He turned to look at Ahnasha. He almost pleaded more reasons, but caught himself short. "We can talk about it more, but...Meesei isn't speaking out of nothing." He sighed and ran his hand over his ear. "Besides, there is something I need to check in Meesei's study."