"I think you read my mind there, I was wondering if it would be a werewolf," Fendros smiled, "...wait, how big did you say?" The comment about the Senche-raht form threw Fendros' mind into wondering whether she was joking about the moon phase details. "I had no idea the Khajiit were so... diverse," Fendros hung his head and lightly laughed, "to be honest, that's a little terrifying..." he breathed in a looked up, "... but that's probably out of our control. Is there a way to predict it? I don't know much about the moon cycles, but maybe we could find someone who does. Meesei might."

"Oh, before that... one thought has been bothering me for a while. Transformation. The moon cycles force us to transform, yes? What would we do?" Fendros' expression turned to genuine concern here, "the child might be in danger if no one is there to take care of it." The questions came more or less one at a time so far, but as he thought of them, more would quickly come up in his mind. It was so much to process. The question about the moon and werewolves had been dominating him the most, so it had floated to top of the list.