He gave a shrug. "Only if you start repeatedly dying in quick succession. You will revive fairly quickly, but it drains a bit from me each time. And I will lose a bit of power, but it will only matter in one fight, if it comes to that. And in that one, skill and brains, not brute force, will determine who is still left.<br/><br/>But costly? That is a different question."<br/><br/>He led the way into a side room, where Reaper shut the door behind them, and then encased the room in the best anti-spying fields Draiss had developed yet. Once the field was up, the cloaking field on the equipment in the room dispelled, revealing Draiss' portable command center. It was no where near his shared rooms with Tyra, and if she came back after she left, even immediately, it wouldn't be here any more, and neither would Reaper. "It depends on if I can REALLY trust you. Because you are going to have access to all my memories. The others think my intelligence security goes from five, the weakest, to one, the strongest and most controlled intel that we publicly admit to, along with another level for things we know but don't admit to. Assassinations, plans to murder the family because you all go insane or get beyonder tainted, contingencies for the stalkers all being rampant, weapon and ship designs, and worse.<br/><br/>There are actually eight levels, three of deniable. You will know ALL of them. And will become one of the then three beings with the highest access. THAT is the cost. But I think having someone other than me or my shadow looking over the intel will be good for us. Keep us from missing subtle things that either me or Reaper here might miss."