Meridia gives him a look, clearly knowing that he has ulterior motives to his request, but not quite knowing what they are. "Very well. I suppose it would be easier than having you do it; having you disappear for a while would be problematic," she says, and, in a blink, is replaced by a common-looking peasant woman, her illusion settling into place far faster and easier than anything he's managed, yet. "I should return some time tomorrow," she says. "Perhaps tonight, if I move quickly enough."