:All right, I'm coming – where should I meet you?: 

Here. She bounces over her view of a nice picnic-y spot with nobody around.

Vanyel heads over, Yfandes joining him partway there. He's tense, but - ready. He hopes. 

"Hi guys. I'll see if I can find Tadri, shall I."

Can she find Tadri?

She can! 

Can Tadri tell that she's there? 

Not till she wants him to. "Found him." I'll just copy you both on what I'm doing and what I get back till further notice.

Hello, Tadri.

Somewhere a long way off (in an unspecified location) Tadri jumps. 

:Bella?: His Mindspeech has the overtones of someone who has been frantically cramming their lines for a theatre production and nonetheless has stage-fright. 

Yes. I'm not going to hurt you or anything, relax.

:I wasn't expecting you to hurt me. You seemed nice: He relaxes a bit but is clearly still somewhat tense. :It's just - a big deal. I...didn't know the larger picture until recently: And based on the emotion behind the words, it's been an intense and surreal few days. :Anyway, should I activate the relay device now?: 

If you're ready and expect him to be ready you can, though I'm also curious to talk to you, I want to know more about how you got mixed up in his business.

:Oh. All right, um – I grew up in the north. When I was younger a man came through my village and said I was Healing-Gifted, invited me to a school in Westmark for Healers. He checked on me a year later, said I was very clever, asked if I wanted to make some extra coin on the side to send home to my ma and pa. I...sort of knew it was spying, but mostly it wasn't very interesting. Then the man came a few weeks ago, all serious, asked if I was interested in a riskier mission. Lots of gold, my parents would get it even if I was caught, he talked me through the risks – said as long as I didn't misuse my Gifts according to Valdemaran law they would probably go easy on me if I was caught, given my age. Um, I still didn't know who I was spying for, just that apparently they had gold to spend. I only found out about - him - after I got the message to get out: 

I feel like you should know that once I noticed you were a spy I was telepathically following you for a while trying to learn more - nothing invasive, just borrowing what you could see and hear, it's common practice where I used to live and I can do it without leakage from any other thoughts. I took down some of a letter you were writing but have not deciphered it and I saw you leave by Gate.

:Oh. ...Um, could that get you in trouble for misusing Gifts?:

You aren't my patient. It would sure be an awkward conversation if anyone found out but I think it actually squeaks by the letter of the law.

:Oh. Right: A mental nervous-chuckle. :It's not like I'm going to rat you out, that would be an awkward conversation too since I was, er, a spy. Anyway, did you want to ask me more things or should I activate the artifact? I'm sure he's ready or will be in a minute or two, he picked this time: 

Do you know anyone else who works for the same organization or as far as you know is it just you and the guy who picked you out as Gifted?

:I assume there are? I haven't met any – they had someone meet me to Gate directly to talk to Leareth. Er, I did meet some other people then but I don't know how they were recruited, I don't think it was by the man who found me: 

What'd he tell you to find out about me?

:Er, everything I could, really, it was fairly open-ended what the important things were. But he did say that the world where you're from: a hint of awe in his mindvoice, the concept of other worlds is clearly a shocking one, :and, um, anything about your motives for helping out at the House of Healing or giving people their limbs back or all that: more awe, :were especially of interest: 

He hesitates. :...I think you're really, really impressive. That was, um, the first thing I told Leareth when he wanted to speak with me personally: 

Thanks, I appreciate that.

:Um, you're welcome: Tadri waits to see if she's going to ask anything else. 

You can go ahead and start the relay now.

:All right. Um, if you wanted to listen through my senses, that'd be faster than me relaying in Mindspeech and I don't mind: 

No problem. She piggybacks on his eyes and ears.

In which case she's going to see the interior of a very nondescript windowless room, and Tadri backing up from a sort of crystal hoop, which starts to glow. A moment later, the space inside it turns milky, then clears to show the image of Leareth, looking the same as in Vanyel’s dream except for fewer layers of cold-weather clothing.