During Dumas’s time as the head of security for Wonderland, he’d learned to to trust Chester’s character judgements -- the magician could learn more with a single question than most people could deduce from a prolonged interrogation.  If Chester thought that some information might be bleeding between the two personalities, then that was a strong possibility.  And as long as there was even the smallest chance that Mari’s other self might learn about the hidden tracker, they couldn’t risk revealing its existence to Mari.  Monitoring her movement was too important.  Frowning slightly, Dumas resigned himself to maintaining the deceit for a little while longer.<br/><br/>“Right,” Dumas agreed, his voice betraying none of his internal reluctance.  “We’ll be cautious until we learn more.”<br/><br/>When White announced his desire to leave, Dumas nodded at the dj.  “Yeah, I think we can take it from here.  Thanks again for your help.”  Regardless of Dumas’s mixed feelings about White, he believed in giving credit where credit was due.  Back in the military, there had been people under his command that he strongly disliked.  But that didn’t make them bad soldiers.  And it also didn’t absolve him from the responsibility of looking after them.<br/><br/>“White...be careful.  Those thugs saw both of us.  And because you’re a public figure, they’re a lot more likely to identify you than me.”