"Of course. I'm going to have them give you their letters themselves... though I will say that they won't be allowed to give you information to pass along aside from that." Finexia told the woman, sidling up to her and giving her arm a stroke, reducing the woman's strength carefully before letting her down. "Let's go, shall we?"<br/><br/>She'd lead the way back to the room, smiling as she did so, and wondering how Farren and Vivian had reacted. It was likely their letters hadn't even begun, actually, and she mentioned as much. "You may have to leave on the morrow, come to think of it..."