The Khajiit’s ears flicked back.
“If you had been captured by vampires and used as cattle and an outlet for clan frustration for weeks, only to become infected yourself and forcing you to seek out Molag Bal for a cure, would you be overly fond of vampires? Because trust me, you do not want to have an audience with Molag Bal.” J’hasi spat, canines bared.
“I have more than enough reason to hate your kind, so fuck. Off.”