Blackfeather Woods kicking around on a piece of ground in your hometown

What Moonshadow said next took her utterly by surprise, and she stared at the woman for a long moment, mouth working silently. Oh. That's. . .

She was sad, actually. Moonshadow had saved her life; she owed her that and more. And she had been the only one to come looking for her. Not to mention that the warrioress had taken it upon herself to learn from Maegi about the daedra. That meant more to her than anything else, even the debt of gratitude.

I don't think you are weak, Maegi responded, shaking her head. You fought off Nikan for me--you could have run away, but you didn't. You are strong, Moonshadow. But. . .I understand, if this is what you want. I'll miss you, though. It was probably one of the most emotional, sincere things she had said to anybody, ever.

Maybe, despite her bloodline, despite her upbringing, she was growing a heart, after all.