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"In other words, pretty much." Spying was definitely how it'd be seen if it was known to those he investigated. But it was on a much lesser level, from afar and without active malice. Still, intelligence gathering could always be turned to less friendly measures should tensions come into being.

Messages were pretty much moot for the plateau as well. He thought back to the last one he had sent, to the Caldera of all places. But it had arrived so much later than it's intended time it had been worthless. Outriding was just too inconsistent a system. Now, when he wanted news delivered, it was usually he or Lasher to do so.

Finley's mention surprised him some, but he accepted the news that she had children without any sign that he knew of her. It didn't matter anymore that once they had been friends. "Two do travel safer than one. But you seem to manage ok. Apparently there's a pack nearby that doesn't treat passerbys too well. I was on my way to check it out." A small word of warning, in case she thought to wander that way. "According to the wolf who met them, they live in the forests that way." He indicated the direction.