Redsand Canyon sophismata

In his time as Tribunus, Glaukos had not taken to his role as officer as strongly as one might expect. He did his duties, rarely giving them away to others. He left much of that to Towhee; but she was injured now, and with the other changes among the ranks, he knew he'd have to step up.

But it was this that kept him from thinking of himself as anything more than a tool, or a creature to be sent on errands. He was to do the sending, the organizing. He had some power now, as Tribunus, and had to adapt to that sooner rather than later. Germanicus gave such a chance.

I misunderstood, he spoke, glossing over the fact with that simple statement. I will of course find a suitable scout for such a purpose. None came to mind immediately - except Tierra, for some reason, but she seemed less suited for espionage than even Glaukos.

There was not much else to speak about. Glaukos let a healthy pause end that topic, then waiting for dismissal; but before such could come, he offered one last thing: Is there anything that can be done for you now, Imperator? What with... Everything happening at once. The singular mention of the changes, and an olive branch for the general should he need anything beyond the warrior's usual work.