[ finally introduced, her shadow makes no further polite attempts to disguise itself as anything less than what it is -- jedao's complexities, spilled inside of her mind, and as percy rises to stand over her again, the shadow is finally, irrevocably, apparent - it's just about as tall as percy, after all. and it seems to be loathe to continue pretending otherwise. just as cheris is loathe to hide dangerous information from others. for a moment, she turns her ear towards her shadow, brow knitting as she juggles an unheard voice with percy's own. ]

Precisely. This way, you may also decide how you wish to proceed. The general assumes you've a hunger for knowledge that will carry the day. You may quote him on that. [ the eyes do not emote, but they arrange themselves in groupings of three. three by three. Watcher in the Dark. ] I would rather not keep this from you, de Rolo. I don't wish to keep it from anyone, my faction is not known for their secrets. That is what the Shuos are for.

[ the look she casts in Jedao's direction is not dark, nor poisonous. it's curious, and hesitant all the same. ]

I needed a very powerful weapon, to reclaim a very well-defended fortress from those that had taken it over and threatened the stability of the Hexarchate. Neither of us were turned loose, per se. We had agents poised to keep an eye on us, and to end him, if he acted dangerously. Or if I was... compromised. That's -- it's why I showed you the gun. It was my idea, and he agrees with it.