Oh, certainly, [ he says after a moment, thoughtfully, still staring at what may or may not be the trace. something in his face is going a bit distant and calculating. ] I suppose the trick would be to make it seem as if it hasn't gone anywhere.

[ a decoy, maybe? a way to sidestep and trick it, or feed it false information based on one's daily life?

hm.

he finally uncurls his fingers and sits back again, tapping his knuckle against his mouth. ] .. It's something I suppose I'll have to work on if I'm to be stuck here for the foreseeable future. [ who is he kidding, he loves a project, especially if it supports potential rebellion against one's oppressors. merlin doesn't put up with nonsense for long, after all. ]