After Meesei finished talking, Sabine nodded vigorously. Lifting one of her heels and looking desperate to leave. It took Janius and Lorag approaching from their activity of beating the ash and dirt from most of the pack's bedrolls for Sabine to fully retreat. "What's the commotion?" Janius asked as Sabine emitted what sounded like a small, frustrated squeal through her nose and darted away. She stopped and sat down where she had set up her alchemical tools, hiding most of herself behind her cloak and continuing with her previous brew, withdrawn from the world. Janius and Lorag looked on, puzzled. "I've never seen her act like that before," Janius commented.

From across the camp, Janius detected Fendros looking at him and turned towards he and Ahnasha. Janius turned his right palm to face upwards, then pointed to Sabine, effectively asking Fendros if he knew about the issue. If it was a sensitive matter that Janius missed, he wanted to make sure that he didn't say something inappropriate, a habit that had been assisted by Fendros at some points. Fendros' eyes quickly looked to the lump of hides that contained Sabine, then back to Janius with the same puzzled expression, and held out both of his hands with a shrug. Janius turned to Meesei, opting that it would be harmless enough to ask about the issue, "what's going on?"