"He seems a trustworthy sort."  He accepted the offered map, looking it over closely.  He had plenty of experience with strategic maps, but an Orc approach to one was certainly...crude.  With an idea of what he was looking for, that it was indeed war plans, he could see some sense of the pattern that went into it, and finally nodded vaguely before handing it back, glancing at Elandris.  "I shall be ready, and indeed will ride.  Do you plan to travel light, or shall I bring my full battle regalia?"<br/><br/>The almost absent seeming movement of Elandris' hand, to pat his chest, might have been deemed unworthy of note had it been any other man.  But Elandris didn't seem the type for unsconscious gestures, and he just smiled softly at the realization the man likely had weapons hidden there.  Knives, most likely.  What might have been considered an pitiful choice of weapon save that he had little doubt the man would be an expert with whatever he had at hand.  Perhaps he was nervous?  But of Karrlandren or of the upcoming task he simply wasn't sure.