Sharee began work on applying the makeup to Sarel's tattoos. By watching her, it would appear easy, as the tattoos seemed to fade away seamlessly underneath the grey powder, but that was more due to her skill than anything else. He had to apply the exact right amount of powder on each part of his skin, else it would look unnatural and obvious.

"How appropriately vague." Sharee commented, trying to decipher Tagorn's meaning. It seemed they convinced a band of local Khajiit to cause a distraction, but with the amount of chaos Sharee heard on her escape, it would have to be a sizable group. "Hmm, the only organization of Khajiit in the area that is large enough to cause the ruckus I heard that I know of don't tend to play too nice. Not to mention they aren't a friend to...pretty much anyone." She said, eying him suspiciously. "Sarel here is insistent on going back and getting his stuff from his room. You all didn't do anything that he would have to worry about on the way back, did you?"