"We're not splitting up. My plan is to send out the tentacles as scouts, trying to remain unseen and find us targets that<em>they</em>find interesting." Finexia explained to the drow, looking at them with a level gaze as she added. "No getting yourselves killed, hmm? I don't have enough of you to begin with, and the tentacles are expendable. You aren't."<br/><br/>As soon as they indicated their understanding, she'd head out to carry out her plan, smirking as she did so, and curious what it'd feel like to fuck an oread.