spill the beans

"I don't know much else," Thalia admitted, sounding apologetic. Finding out more crucial information from Theory was difficult - especially when talking about her pack's politics was generally the last thing on her mind when she was around her. She felt her cheeks grow quite warm at the thought of the things that were on her mind instead. All those things.. well, she had no doubt Eligos had no interest in any of them. "Abaven's leader seemed upset over it, almost as if she felt betrayed by them. I'd be surprised if she allowed their alliance to continue." It was a shame she hadn't gotten more concrete information, but... this was better than nothing, wasn't it? Trying to reason with herself that she'd gotten enough information felt strange, when part of her felt odd even divulging this information at all. But this wasn't anything personal - this was simply facts she'd obtained. Thalia had to remind herself of that.

"I can try to find out more," she suggested lightly. Her desire to please Eligos and prove useful to him seemed to outweigh her worries about Theory's privacy, at least when it came to this, though her leader's question still caused her to pause. "I've met their leader, Theory, a few times," she explained carefully. "We met when we were young, at the Firefly Festival." Had Eligos attended that? She'd been too young to remember many details from back then, only that her father had brought herself and Saren, and that she'd met Theory there, who had promptly kicked her ass when challenged. "And I've run into her a few times since. I guess.. we are friendly." He didn't need to know that in her losing, on that fateful day, she'd essentially promised herself to Theory whenever she called for a short while... but even now she found herself searching for her, even when Theory hadn't the faintest idea she was even in the area. Calling them friendly somehow felt untrue; they were friends. She thought of how close they'd been during their last meeting and marveled at the fact that she didn't begin to sway right then and there at the memory.