A photograph. That was actually ... pretty impressive, if one ignored the fact that Renn still couldn't Teleport moer than a handful of people. Dexter opened his eyes to look at Fletcher and wheezed, "Why would Saffron have a photograph of Quiver's quarters?" Then he paused and made a face, coming to a conclusion that only Dexter Vex would. "I'd say 'kinky', but it's Quiver, so ew. I could show her a much better time, I'll bet."

Corrival rolled his eyes, but the man did had a point. "Could you do it from sketch art and blueprints, then?" he asked. "I assume it's just a matter of understanding basic dimensions. You can see that with a pencil drawing as easily as a photograph."

"Sure, I can be in two places at once," Dex assured Erskine. His words were coming more easily now, which meant that Grouse's painkillers were working, but it was still softer and raspier than usual. He could very well have been deliberately mimicking Anton. "So long as you give me a mirror, a piece of chalk and an anti-going-evil spell for the reflection."

"So long as Renn doesn't advertise just what he's capable of, he'll be able to protect himself," Corrival said, giving the teen a steady look. "I'd rather not advertise that he can do something out of the ordinary by having someone obviously around to guard him. So don't be a fool, Fletcher. You're too valuable to the Sanctuary right now. Did I tell you you're on our payroll?"