It stalls him, Ellis' retreat reversing without question.
The map is sealed within a case. Ellis pops the cap, stows it in one pocket before unfurling the parchment in a smooth, expansive motion.
"I came through the Hunterhorn Mountains, once."
By way of explanation, because surely the question would come: upon what have you based your assessments here?
Flint is obliged to take ownership of one corner, so Ellis might sweep fingertips across two seconds, squaring off potential sections.
"If they were fleeing, they would move inward. I would think the northern sections aren't deserving of our attention, regardless of what options might exist there."
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"Thank you. I'll have the names to you within the day."
Which is surely his cue to leave, now that they've come to this understanding. And so: a step back, map swinging loosely at his side.
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Like a snap of the fingers or some sabre being rattled in its sheath, it's a brisk check. Flint at last nods to the map in Ellis's possession.
"Show me what you have so far."
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The map is sealed within a case. Ellis pops the cap, stows it in one pocket before unfurling the parchment in a smooth, expansive motion.
"I came through the Hunterhorn Mountains, once."
By way of explanation, because surely the question would come: upon what have you based your assessments here?
Flint is obliged to take ownership of one corner, so Ellis might sweep fingertips across two seconds, squaring off potential sections.
"If they were fleeing, they would move inward. I would think the northern sections aren't deserving of our attention, regardless of what options might exist there."