*shiv lurks nearby*
"interest'n idea yet ta say 'er out loud taint no different den a target....heh...aid em ta see were em lines are 'n what 'appen ta em that cross...*rubs chin and fades".
following silently he slips a note into their pocket.
"Aid I offer though I am no puppet, seek me by way of notes at the tavern for Finlad".
A speech to the hive.
