"Hmm," Fendros chewed on the inside of his cheek, trying to make sense of it. "The only time I'd heard about the Hist was when my father told me about Argonians when I was a child. He had this delusion that we were going to somehow lobby the emperor to have slaves working on our estate again, just like old times." Fendros tried to recall, "He called the Hist a hive-minded, interloping force, something that gave the slaves hope. He thought the Hist were just another treacherous set of daedra. He held them in contempt, as you can probably understand. My father held most things about Argonians in contempt. If the Hist enable mages to perform such magic as Meesei can, then I'm surprised our Morrowind estate didn't get overrun faster." Fendros rubbed the side of his head to scratch an itch, he thought of a theory in that moment, "This magic of tapping into life energies, it sounds similar to absorption spells from the restoration school. I've never heard of it being innate in anyone, though. Does the Hist have a hand in teaching the magic, do you think?"

Fendros didn't quite know what to make of the big picture while Ahnasha explained it, being something so far gone from his understanding of magic, this connection with nature and such. It was still interesting to try and put the pieces together.