To Spectra-<br/><br/>Valspan gave a low chuckle, "The start?  Nothing special actually.  I found myself lingering about the edge of Goada territory,  always eager for intruders to stumble into my vines.  I was startled and fascinated at the difference in the taste of different trespassers,  I found myself in healthy debate with the other Goada,  who also expressed interest in the topic.  I took it upon myself to leave our forest and gather more data points,  as there aren't many foolish enough to stumble into our home.  When I eventually return, all Goada will be enriched with the knowledge I bring."  He sighed,  one of contentment and pleasant memories. "I also find the nomadic life much more suited to my roots than settling in a still grove.  That's probably my Tether acting up though,  haha!"  He laughed at his own words,  clearly more used to speaking with himself than others.<br/><br/><br/>At planning session: Valspan stood in silence for a moment before he finally acknowledged the plan in the form of a question, a pair of questions.  "Can I eat anyone on the ship?  What is the signal to attack?" He wasn't particularly impressed that he would be ingesting mud,  but he'd chew stone if it meant a hearty meal within the next day.