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His Grace, King Robb Stark and I are feeling ourselves once more, we are in Liminal Space. May we perchance receive assistance on joining the rest of you? I do not have control over portals. This place may be of interest as well, Liminal Space normally holds some clue as to what is happening. Should anyone wish, I can share what I see inside your minds.

The Grasper... I do not know if it can be defeated. It would have their entire race enslaved as monsters.

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I'm afraid not. I've only just recently acquired the experience of projecting what I see or hear although I'm afraid even that is an uncertain skill.

[ hence why he's not using it at the moment. It's just too much damn work. ]

Well, there's still old-fashioned eavesdropping. Or I can project to you... but it takes a little of my attention, and I'd rather stay focused for an interrogation.

Oh...

I can't be there? I suppose hiding could be done easily enough though if you insisted...

When you said listen in, I jumped to some conclusions.

How much experience do you have in hostile questioning?

I can calm if that's what you're asking, but I'm afraid I'm a bit of a dunce when it comes to asking things.

[ he prefers to show his stripes more when he's alone, you know. It makes it easier to dispose of the bodies. But alas, that was youth. He hasn't done that in... years, almost. Unless you count Dolorosa, but he could hardly be blamed for that, could he? ]

Can you make yourself look intimidating, just standing there silently?

When called for, I can. Should I practice my glare?

[ honey gets him more, usually, but a well placed knife never hurt. If Tim wanted intimidating, Jack would deliver. It was just another act, after all. ]