spill the beans

She seemed cautious as she answered him, but immediately offered information about Abaven. His gaze turned intent with interest. "Ah, yes, Abaven," he mused aloud. "I would like you to tell me what you can about them. I met briefly with their alpha and... another pack member." The hesitation before the mention of Poem was minuscule, and he wasn't even certain why he'd have hesitated to name her, or talk about her. There was nothing about her or their encounter he couldn't share with Thalia, and every reason to do so. "Theory and Poem, I believe," he added, cloaking his hesitation in the pretense of being uncertain of her name. Poem was unimportant to the conversation. He needed to move past the way the hesitation had unsettled him. He tilted his head slightly, still intent on Thalia. "Tell me what you can about Theory, if you please. The more I know of Abaven's current alpha, the more I can predict her actions towards Aerie in the future."