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I'll just bring us to the point where we're boarding the ship. Sticking them together in a confined space would expedite their confrontation.
This seems like a point at which to end the conversations. If so, is there a point at which you'd like to skip to?
"With any attachment, there is risk. Whether it be friends, family, or something more. As much as I hate to say it, that kind of pain and loss is something that we risk with our service to Hircine." Meesei said with a somber voice. "But, it is my opinion that one should not allow the fear of death to rule their life. I fear for your safety more than I can describe. I know well the danger we face, and while I am prepared to take the risk for myself, there is no part of me that wants to force you into that kind of danger. In preparing for this mission, I wanted to leave you with the safety of the clan, but I could not let fear make that choice. As I said, I could not blame you if you feel the risk would be too great, but that said, I believe you would be happier if you made the choice based on what would give you the most joy, not the most fear."

Meesei straightened up in her posture before continuing in a serious tone. "Now, with that said, that does not mean I am saying you should be with him. I am only saying that your decision should not come out of fear. There are other considerations you need to make. Would you be happy with him, and would you be able to handle being apart? Remember that Peiter is not a member of our pack, and it may come to pass that our packs will separate for an extended time. It is something that you should think about before making your decision, but no matter what you decide, I would say that Peiter deserves more than being 'brushed off,' as you said. Make sure he understands what you are deciding, and why you are deciding it."

Peiter sighed; he could not believe that he was actually going to talk about this with a drunk Khajiit. "Look...her exact words wouldn't make sense without me going through the whole conversation, but...suffice to say it wasn't a yes. It was strange, I was so sure of what she wanted. The way she was acting just...screamed it. I mean, she offered to kiss me for the Divines' sake! Nothing about this whole thing makes any sense. It's like it was all just some big joke. It's like she was...confused or something."

Peiter closed his eyes and shook his head. "Or maybe that was just me."
Both of those that I've taken so far seem to have been fine. I have another on wednesday, and one more Friday. Neither of those are at 8AM, fortunately.
Meesei let out a sigh and leaned forward, resting her elbows on her knees. She reached out and placed her hand on her shoulder with a compassionate expression. "I cannot tell you who you should and should not like, nor what you should do about it. Ultimately, all of those decisions will lie with you, and you alone. I cannot give you the answers, but I might be able to help you ask the right questions. You are worried about the pain of loss, which is definitely understandable. It is something I feel as well, for all of those in my pack. If you believe that being with him would give you more pain than joy, then I could not fault that decision. However, you need to be sure that it is actually true, before deciding based on it. Imagine, for a moment, that you decided to be with Peiter. If he were captured and you saw him go through that kind of suffering, then how much worse would it be than if the same thing happened to another one of us? Imagine if you saw Tzirret undergo that torture, or myself. Would Peiter's pain be worse for you, or would they all cause about the same distress?"

Peiter lowered his head, burying his face in his hands. "I really was that obvious, wasn't I?" He commented with a sigh. Looking back up at Tzirret, he took in a deep breath to collect himself.

"Look...Tzirret. Just...it's complicated, okay? I'm going to be perfectly fine, trust me. I appreciate your concern, really, but you don't need to worry about me. I'm sure the pride needs more cheering up than me." He argued. He hoped he was more convincing this time, as he had underestimated how perceptive Tzirret would be while intoxicated.
Meesei could not help but to give an odd expression to match Sabine's equally odd question. It was certainly not what she had expected her to say, but at the very least, it seemed to confirm the suspicion she had developed when she saw Sabine in this state.

"Sabine, I am not entirely sure how to answer that question. To simply stop myself from liking another is not something I have done, nor have ever really wanted to do. However, it does lead to the question: why do you want to stop liking this person?" Meesei asked. Provided she was correct in her assumptions, she did not intent to simply tell Sabine what choices to make, but she could attempt to make her mind more clear for her own decision.

Peiter's unintentionally widened his eyes in shock for a moment before he was able to reign in his reaction. Briefly, he wondered if whatever Tzirret had been drinking had somehow given him clairvoyance. Or mind reading. He could not have been that obvious over the past few days, could he have? Even with a moment to pause, Peiter could not think of a great response before speaking up. "Um, what...are you talking about? Confess? I...haven't done anything wrong, not to her. What could I possibly have to confess?"
Once the conversation in the center of camp began to die down, Irenya began work in pulling members of the pride aside and giving them detailed examinations to heal whatever issues she might find. The pride's captors had kept them well-healed so they could torture them for longer, and more effectively. However, they may not have dealt with some lingering issues that such frequent trauma might cause. Meesei intended to help in that task after a while, once she was sure that her own wound would require no more attention from her. She intended to request that Sabine brew a weaker, but long-lasting potion for her. Once Meesei sought her out, however, she found her near the edge of camp with her alchemical supplies, in tears.

Approaching from out of Sabine's sight, Meesei sat down beside her. She did not have the context of what was troubling her, though given a few of the events she had noticed over the past few days, she did have some idea of the possibilities. When she finally spoke up, she did so softly, showing her obvious concern. "Sabine, do you wish to talk about it?"

Peiter, at first, attempted to ignore Tzirret. He was obviously intoxicated, and while that would normally be the perfect opportunity for any number of jokes, Peiter was in no mood to even attempt them. All he wanted at the moment was to be alone and try to figure out what it was that he had done wrong. However, it seemed like Tzirret was not going to make that easy. Instead of leaving after he finished, as Peiter had hoped, Tzirret stumbled right up to him, then onto the ground shortly afterwards. Tzirret, it seemed, was not going anywhere on his own.

Peiter let out a sigh as he ran his hand across his face. Although he was annoyed, he could not help but to give a brief chuckle at the ridiculousness of the situation. Even so, he was not about to discuss his personal issues with an intoxicated Khajiit. Although, there was the possibility that he wouldn't even remember them, if he just wanted to vent. Rolling his eyes, Peiter reached out and brushed the leaf off of his friend's head. "Tzirret, you are drunk. I think what you need is to lay down and rest. And you're lucky that...well, you're just lucky you're in this state today, and not when we were on the ship."
Alright, I'll let you skip to the point you want, if you wish.
Although, I am nearly out of time tonight. I need to get to bed early for a final tomorrow.
Yeah, we can move on when you like. We could do the hunt, if you have anything in mind for it. Otherwise, we could just go to the ship.
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