He grinned, before moving from between the 'true dragon's' horns to under her chin. She hadn't bothered to tell anyone her name yet, but he was getting to the point of cheating to find it out, if only to keep her in line. "I was thinking 'face' or diplomat. I tend to be blunt, and while I can be subtle and gentle with news, I have to think in order to do so. You don't have that problem. So when tact is needed rather than a personal meeting, I can send you. If tact and personal meeting, then you go with me.<br/><br/>And this isn't necessarily a good thing. I just is another thing marking me as different. And it balances with the fact I can't tell where my followers are to anywhere near as accurate a degree. With a construct or Beyonder, I can give you their location down to the smallest blocks of matter that matter for a material plane dweller, but for a material worshiper I can only get to down to about half a decameter, which is five meters, or about seventeen feet."