Whiron removes his hat again and scratches his head. He has much upon which to think. “Yes, so apparently I can clean the river water so that we can drink it, but you pose an interesting question with heavy implications. We could likely wander the marsh indefinitely, but what is the point of that? If we stay gone for a Tenday, I do not think that it will draw much attention. If we stay gone for onger on a regular basis, I think that word will get out from the clerk, even if it is unintentional, and we will likely acquire a tracker. Even if we can rid ourselves of a spy, it will probably work against us. Okay, I have talked around it enough, I guess we should keep our trips to a Tenday, at least until we can think of something better.”
