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"I feel impressions from the Ambassador from time to time. Sort of a
constent link to her well being. The same that she has for me, except that
she gets fat more from me than I seem to get from her. It's like a sixth
sense that tells you that something is wrong with someone, only stronger.
I know that she can exert some level of control over other bonded, but
they are Venasian. A bond with a human, while very similar in many respects
is very different in others. I do not feel that she could or would be able to
exert any kind of control over me or dig deep into my mind where all manners
of SF secrets are kept." he replied as he filled and regarded the scotch
before taking a gentle sip.
"Are you sure you'd be able to tell?" Matt asked him.
(eh?)
He blew out a deep breath. "I had a conversation about this with my favorite
Venasian. DR (SOrry, I keep getting all the names confused) and I go back several
years, and I trust her. She feels this is safe, and that no undue influence would
be exerted. It's just that several Venasians of my acquaintance seem to have the
habit of stretching or bending truth to fit their circumstances, and what we see as
dishonest is not always seen by them as dishonesty. I believe my friend, and I am
cautiously trustful on the bond. Certainly, I think it helps you with the LCS. And
it sure as hell should keep you safe from Venasian malcontents."
