"- Hmm, one moment." Tran closes his eyes. 

After a few seconds he frowns, and looks over at Cam. "Taver - my Companion, the Groveborn - has a bad feeling for some reason. But he's being cryptic about it and he said he wouldn't override me giving you the go-ahead, and Randi approves. It's...sort of not my business if you want to do places other than Valdemar too, just be aware that you might want to be extra careful about not being seen in Karse. The new priesthood after the coup is especially horrible, apparently." 

"Just because they'd tell people not to eat it, or is there something else?"

"They've...been systematically murdering anyone who has Gifts and isn't aligned with the priesthood. Including kids. Usually by burning them to death, I hear." 

"...wow. That's not going to, like, actually damage me, but it would certainly be annoying. - do you suppose your Healers would let me do some cursory experiments to make sure people on this planet react as I expect to various drugs so I can harmlessly knock assailants unconscious?"

"Ooh, yes that's an excellent idea. Can you, er, easily drug people from a distance?"

"Yeah, I took a class on it! - it was, like, part of a course on how to drug people for beneficent medical purposes, but yeah, it will also let me knock people out."

"Pretty useful. Er, assuming you use it for good purposes and not to mug people or something, but that doesn't seem like something you'd be that tempted to do."

"What on earth would I mug people for?"

"I mean, you clearly don't need their stuff, but neither do any of the nobleborn youngsters around the Palace, and every once in a while they go do it for 'fun' or something." 

"I can fly," snorts Cam. "Also, in my universe, they have invented video games. I do not need to mug people for fun. Anything else before I go drop off a ton of food?"

Tran is suddenly really curious about 'video games' but also his head kind of feels ready to explode. "No, I don't think so. Good luck." 

"Great! I will try to be back in time to accept Jisa's dinner invitation, I don't expect to cover the whole globe in one trip."

And he goes and makes a little shuttle and some cloud cover and a very small camera drone to fly below the clouds and he places wagonsful of grains and legumes and cheeses and dried fruits and roots and herbs wherever there are more than two houses kind of near each other.

This goes fine! Nothing happens to stop him. Some people seem weirded out by the sudden clouds, but no one notices the drone. 

(Back in Haven, Savil is trying hard to figure out how to make the Web chill out about all the strange magic being done; she's sick of checking up on the alarms to make sure that they are, yet again, the obvious thing.) 

Cam, ignorant of such alarms, circles back when the sun starts to go down, on the theory that this is probably about dinnertime and also he cannot see in the dark particularly.

He doesn't actually know where to go to find Jisa and her family for dinner, but there are a few Companions and/or their Heralds in the field or heading down the various paths. 

Oh, they do look kind of different from regular horses. He doesn't know if they can talk out loud, though, and Mindspeech is apparently dicey on the mindreading front. He will ask a Herald where he'd go to keep a dinner appointment with little Jisa.

"Oh! With her parents, I'm assuming? It'll be over in the Healers' housing area, want me to show you there?" 

"Yes please!"

The Herald politely walks Cam over to another long stone building on one side of a courtyard. He points out a different building opposite before leading the way inside. "That's the actual House of Healing over there, in case you need to find it at some point." 

Shavri answers the door promptly when the other Herald knocks. "Oh! Cam, welcome, come on in. Jisa's just helping me set the table." 

"Oh good, I was hoping I guessed reasonably about the timing. Can I make you dinner or is it already made?"

Jisa patters over, almost colliding with Cam. "Hi Cam! You make it. I wanna see how you do it!" 

"There's not a lot to see, but okay! What do you want for dinner?"

"Ooh, do I get to pick? I waaaant...hmm..." she hums under her breath for a few seconds, "fish - the nice white kind - cooked inside bread. And pickles to go with. And one of those egg pies with cheese on top. And biscuits with jam for dessert."