Tagnud paused in his scrounging to give Meesei a look when she reiterated her teleportation capabilities. He resumed looking in his drawer to pull out one more wad of pages before standing up straight again.

"With respect, Champion, it's not a matter of transportation," he said, slower than before. "It's a matter of secrecy and maintaining supply. Officer Marod was clear as water. Both about you and my orders. This mission has to remain discrete. That means that if I can shave off a week, where someone might notice that over sixteen thousand rations are disappearing from the Legion storage every single day, I'll do it. Especially since my discussion with Marod found that foraging in your cavern presents too great a risk to rely on it."

The Legate General breathed in and turned his eyes down to the papers. "We'll work out those details later." He gestured to the documents. "These here are reports by the senior legion battlemagi in this battlegroup. Each has reported on their battalion's capabilities in fighting Daedra. Most in this battlegroup are mage hunters, so they're no strangers to the daedra that are brought to the battlefield. Go ahead and take them and you can judge how much mutual ground we need to cover in specialised training."

Gro-Tagnud lifted his chin. "Now going back to the Hunting Grounds. We're not here to discuss what my men need to know. That is for me to decide as their commanding officer. If we're going to cooperate like Marod said, I need you to be upfront about what [i]I[/i] need to know about everywhere this mission will proceed to, no matter for how long we stay there. Do we have an understanding?"

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Rhazii tightened his lips in acknowledgement and flicked his eyes away. It did not feel good, per se, that Meesei might have been right. He thought for a moment how to respond.

"I feel like I have been struggling a lot, lately." Rhazii took a turn for the dour. "Meesei told me off for what I said to Do'rhajul in front of everyone last night. I really should have kept my mouth shut." He breathed in and sighed. "Everyone else in the pack is just so...damned perfect that I feel like I shouldn't be even trying. Except I don't have a home that I would feel like running back to, like Black Marsh."